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Idiot Control Now
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Ugh, D wants to see Prometheus. Insisting on it. It's probably the summer movie he's most excited about.

I can't think of anything I'd rather see less, except maybe Spider-man.

So I told him, if he drags me to this, I am going to drag him to the girliest girl movie I can find.

He's not scared, but oh, he should be.

Because I'm not talking about the Love Actually kind of girl movie. I'm talking about the Rachel Getting Married kind of girl movie, that's all unhappy people and long silences and shaky handcams with awkwardly framed walks down hallways and shots out of off-center windows.

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