Horror movie trailers always have that stupid bit with the nursery rhyme on a piano super slow with a creepy kid’s voice reciting. I can’t wait until they run out of childrens’ songs and we get a movie with:
Baby shark
Doo doo doo doo
Baby shark
Doo doo doo doo
Baby shark
Doo doo doo JUMPSCARE
JAWS 20: This time it's really, really, REALLY personal. Doo Doo Doo Doo
Remember the days when "whatever kids are doing these days" meant what you were doing? Good times.
Yeah, some people age like fine wine. I'm vinegar.
Who would win:
Batman with prep time
or
Kevin from Home Alone with prep time.
I'm switching back to AT&T tomorrow. Goodbye Comcast.
But holy God, did they need to confirm tomorrow's appointment four times today? I appreciate some communication but this is a bit much.