Love is like popcorn at a movie theatre. Sometimes you could get it coated with sweet, delicious butter and it could satisfy your soul. Or, you could get it dry without a drop of satisfying butter and it could leave you wanting more.
Whatever, I’m just saying this ’cause you people running the popcorn stands at theatres need to learn how to put a substantial amount of butter on my popcorn. I see where you’re coming from, all trying to save money because of the crashed economy. I get it, I really do. But how much money does the theatre have to pay for a pound of that stuff? A nickel? I’m just saying next time I see a movie, y’all better BUTTER ME UP. Thank you.
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