As the first images came onto the screen, she smiled knowingly. “Look at that,” she pointed, “A chick in a non-regulation skirt. That’s not passing the fingertip test. She’s toast.” She slurped some Doctor Pepper up her makeshift straw and settled in, ready to obnoxiously point out every slasher flick trope the moment it became apparent. At least she had someone to laugh alongside her.
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on 2013-09-16 03:37 pm (UTC)As the first images came onto the screen, she smiled knowingly. “Look at that,” she pointed, “A chick in a non-regulation skirt. That’s not passing the fingertip test. She’s toast.” She slurped some Doctor Pepper up her makeshift straw and settled in, ready to obnoxiously point out every slasher flick trope the moment it became apparent. At least she had someone to laugh alongside her.