If there aren’t cat puns within the first five minutes, I’m demanding my money back.
Noticed they’ve been showing a lot of live-action movies here lately. Expect the tumbled mass of a thousand cheaply produced pom-poms to drift as far as 6th Street, for glittering shards of tinsel to mark the ides of December into the hangover of January.
Short skirts and high kicks, though.
Does anyone else think it strange that American traditional furniture can be purchased before attending some important American drama?
