I was very excited to see the American Reunion movie. I saw American Pie just after college and remembered it was quite funny.
Jim, Michelle, Oz, Heather, Stifler reunite for their high school...
I'm not going to be around on Wednesday night now. Or rather, I am, but my train doesn't get in until 9.30pm, so by the time I've checked into the hotel and am ready to rock, it'll be past ten. Not that this would be a problem for a hot-rockin' stud like myself, but I've got to get to a screening of Return of the King at 8.30am and hangover and/or lack of sleep can only sully this wonderful occasion.
Bugger! And here I was, prepared to drug you, stuff you down a storm drain, and turn up for the ROTK preview myself, clad only in a false beard and peephole arse harness, claiming to be Dan Whitehead.
It's cool, it's looking now as if I might never be leaving. Can you sneak me into to the ROTK screening, Dan? I have a bag (with wheels!) I can fit into... nobody would ever even notice...