We were late for viewing first of ten previews at the multiplex cinema. I purchased the tickets, while Lois parked the car.
After getting the tickets, I noticed next to me was a woman in her eighties holding on to a walker. Her daughter had helped her out of the theatre and had gone for the car.
"How was the movie? I asked.
"It was terrible!"
"Terrible?"
"Yes, terrible. It was 'The Fockers.' The whole thing was foul," she said with anger and pain. "What a waste."
"That really sounds bad."
"Bad! There isn't any decency in movies any more."
"There ought to be a law," I suggested.
"Either that or offer free toilet seat protectors."
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