Atonement=Being EFFED in the brain with misery.

Ok, this here is a double post from Q and myself on our adventures her first night in The Burque. GET READY!!

First off, Atonement may be the most depressing movie ever made. We can't even really go into it. Let's just say that someone gets flushed to death. Seriously.

After we left the theatre, which is located in a somewhat dodgy part of town we came across three fellows, each with a dog in tow. The following is the conversation, verbatim, we had with them:

Guy 1: "You ladies know where we can get some rock?"

Earhart: "Excuse me?"

Guy 1: "Some rock!"

Guy 2: "Crack!!"

Earhart; "Are you serious?"

Guy 1: "A rock the size of my ear!!!"

Earhart and Q; "Ummm...no."

Guy 2: "Hey, you ladies wanna come to a slumber party?"

Earhart: "Ok, you guys have fun with your dogs!"

Earhart and Q: "Go! Run!"

Good times, good times...

P.S. Q wants me to mention that she would, in fact, go see The Great Debaters if someone bought her a pickle. I'm being completely serious.