Hot Fuzziness

Last night I saw Hot Fuzz with a few of my coworkers and Dave. Originally, it was going to some tennis, dinner and then movie, but the tennis courts were wet. I can’t play that much anyways because my right foot is hurting now, so my plan was to mostly watch the usual gang play. Since we can’t play on wet courts, we skip ahead to the dinner part. Three people are in (including me), one person bails on us for a jacuzzi (wait, aren’t we invited, too?! lol), one guy has to work, and another person we manage to get to come out for dinner, but not the movie. Looking at the clock said that we would have to jet to the theater and eat around there in order to make it in time. Somehow we manage to kidnap and convince (not much work involved) the one who was only joining us to eat to watch the movie with us. We buy the tickets and then go eat dinner. While at the restaurant waiting for food, we see a bunch of other coworkers walking by. I call up my friend in that group and ask him to hold us seats. He does, and I owe him Dr. Peppers and cookies and stuff now. The movie theater was packed. Like, wow. How did I like the movie? I liked it, a lot. It was pretty funny. I will have to see Shaun of the Dead since it’s made by the same people.