Tonight I find myself in need of a drink to wash away the dirt I feel from having seen a terrible, terrible movie at the cinema tonight.

Worse than a weekend long He-Man and the Masters of the Universe marathon?

Yes. Much worse.

Yeah, the marathon's been pretty kick-ass, tell ya the truth.

I'll bet! You've been in good company too. :)

I just drank the rest of the rum...so I hope you didn't want any.

Not a rum guy, but me & Ariel might borrow the gallon jug of whiskey and do a shot every time Man at Arms twitches his mustache.

I find myself listening to The Gaslight Anthem and loling at that Skegness guy.