Sunday, 10 August 2003

"Dude, Where's My Car?"

And there was this one time...I was in Brighton, staying at my sister's. We were in the mood for some crap movies, "snacks and treats"; so we headed round the corner to Blockbuster. Our inspired selections were Dude, Where's My Car? and Jack Frost 2. At the counter, after paying, the assistant read out the names of the videos: "Dude, Where's My Car?" he said. My sister - who was evidently some place else - was like, "Err, I don't know! Parked outside?" Now I know what my mum was on about when she told us that too much TV fries your brains.

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