I saw the new Batman movie last weekend. It was good. I really annoyed my fellow moviegoers to no end because I drink like a fish and have the bladder the size of a walnut.
I drank so much because I don’t stay up very late, and I did the marathon, which started at 6:30 – which meant that when I got into the theater at around 5:30 – we had to split up our group to get seats.
So, I had a chicken sandwich before I got to the theater. But 10 minutes into Batman Begins I was getting hungry. I splurged on a giant soda – knowing that I couldn’t stay awake otherwise, and chugged that 64 ounces of tarlike goodness.
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| Look what I found. An old Batman pic I drew. |
So yeah, I had to pee, and pee, and pee some more. I didn’t count the number of times I had to pee, but it was a lot. Of course, by the time the second movie started, I had gone far beyond hunger into some sort of desperation for food. I ordered the in house pizza, which is really just a frozen pizza, but at the theater – so it costs way more than a regular frozen pizza. But if I learned anything from the bible, it's that some people, if they're hungry enough, will give just about anything for some lame food.
I'm one of those people.
Anyhow, I needed another 64 ouncer to wash down that very salty pizza. Which of course meant more trips to the men's room. Lot's more.
By the time the third movie started, my urine was looked like Kentucky bourbon, but I was awake. I got to watch the new Batman movie at midnight and wasn't even sleepy. One of the people beside me said they decided to use some 5 hour energy instead of a gallon of soda and I thought, yes, that would have been much smarter.
The movie, by the way, was good. I din not like it as much as the last one, but it was still good, and as far as trilogy goes it has to be one of the best ever made.
