You shut up, you scary ass clutching your pearls in the movie theater ass nikka. If a movie scares you as a grown man, bring your boyfriend next time so you can have someone to hold you in his arms whenever something “scary” happens. Matter of fact, bend over so you won’t see the “scary” parts, suck his dyck, and swallow. Won’t even have to waste money on refreshments. You’re a whole bytch.
Who the fukk are you anyway, fakkit, and what made your bytch ass think you could address me period, let alone tell me to shut up? You shouldn’t be afraid of some fictional entertainment on the big screen, you should be afraid of thinking your bytch ass is anonymous on this forum and making the mistake of getting yourself involved in a real life horror.