Despite having seen Ocean's Twelve, I am not dead.
I had heard that it caused death but I found that it only slowed my breathing.
I found it enjoyable and warm in the theater and my Cherry Coke tasted a little like PineSol - which I like. The three other people in the audience seemed distracted by the movie and were not responsive to my hollered comments about "liking a woman with a little meat on her bones." You know what I mean right? Anyway, I threw my shoe and hit one of them in the throat but, like I said, they seemed to be watching the movie the whole time.
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