When the kid asked for my ticket I told him I have gone paperless. He said he didn't know what that means. I then ran into the theater.
I didn't really watch the movie. I just farted into different seats. It was an action flick so there were lots of explosions to cover my flatulatory actividades. This was all good happy times. I got some bored movie goers to join in the tooting.
I saw the movie kid later at 31 flavors. I guess he figured out what going paperless was because when the guy behind the counter asked him to pay for his ice cream movie kid just ran away. On his way out the door he spotted me. He called me a shit-tard.
I thought cool, I just saved a tree.