The Ruminations of Max Von Sydow

 

Olga's Video Palace

With your new host,

Shirley Parsons

 

 

 

No, just kidding!

 

Your new host for this one-shot-posting is none other than Weezy MacDougal.

 

 

 

The Rooster Crows at Midnight

...or, in this case, 7:00 PM.

 

In theory,

last night was supposed to be about


 

 

but, is a night out with LC ever really about what it was supposed to be?

 

Somehow...

 

 

...got involved.

 

Followed by...

 

 

 

Whose fault?

 

Well, the owner of the theatre...

 

 

a right-wing conspiracy-theorist nut case

(according to LC, and justifiably so!)

who happens to have a strange penchant for Ring Pops

 

 

 

and who thinks Fortune Cookies are part of the movie-going experience.

 

 

Oh!...Did I forget to mention

the blood on the wall?

 

 

and

 

"He's whacking. He's whacking.

Look at him. He's whacking."

 

 

And don't even get me started on...

 

 

due to the 2 Daves

(which, by the way, were on special)

 

 

In any case, afterwards, as we made our way out of the deserted mall...

 

 

...via Bedrock.

 

 

...I couldn't help but ask myself

"what the hell happened tonight?"

 

It was like I had gotten swept up into some weird political thriller...

 

 

...Kabuki style, of course.

 

Fortunately, I made it home in one piece.

 

The End