Wednesday, 27 March 2019
I watched the trailers and reviews of 'Us' last night and consequently, the brain decided to spare me the price of a ticket and just put me in the movie. The General said he had to keep waking me up and couldn't sleep at all himself - I was weeping, whimpering and squealing the whole night.
He has no sense of move-nightmares. I know now what it's like to be stabbed with scissors fifty fucking times.
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