Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Only My Friends


So this is old and some of you might have heard this story before but for those of you who haven't. . . here you go. But, You have to really imagine what was going on. Put yourself there.

I went to the moves a while back with two friends of mine. Jeremiah and Tom. Tom is my Vietnamese American friend and Jeremiah might be what some woman believe is the perfect man, physically. He is 6'8" ish. Tall, dark, and handsome. He works out almost everyday. Incredibly good looking man. And he's also incredibly manly. He likes football and beer and things men like. The movie we went to see was a Mandy Moore movie called "A Walk to Remember."

Now in the row was Jeremiah to my Right and Tom to my left. So picture the three of us in a row, watching "A Walk to Remember." No girls with us or anything. Three guy's, catching a chick flick, by themselves.

Well, the movie gets to a point that would cause most people to call this movie a sad movie. Apparently the boy finally turns to his father, who he cut off a long time ago, for help for his girlfriend (Mandy Moore). Well, during this sad part of the movie I decide to look around. I look to my left and Tom is sitting there with his hand over the right side of his face so we to his right cannot see and he is disguising the fact that he is crying. That's right, Tom was crying over a Mandy Moore chick flick. This, being the funniest thing I have seen in years, prompted me to turn to tell Jeremiah so he can laugh with me. But when i turn to Jeremiah He is sitting with his hand over the left side of his face because he is crying too. Him and Tom, Just sobbing.

So there we were, Tom leaning further left and Jeremiah Leaning further right. Both trying to hide the fact that they are crying by cover their faces from the other two of us. So during this incrediblly sad part of the movie I just start laughing. Laughing hard. Laughing so the entire theater can hear me. Because most of the theater also recognized this as a sad part in the movie, they snear at me for being the heartless jerk that laughs at other misfortune. In this case the misfortune of a poor cancer/luekemia stricken girl. I WASN'T LAUGHING AT THAT. I'm not that heartless. I was laughing at my MEN friends who were balling during a chick flick.