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Only he has the power to correct the most egregious mistake in the history of fast food and bring back the McDLT.
 
6 Dark Movies You'll Never See The Same Knowing Their Origin

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http://www.cracked.com/article_24228_6-dark-movies-youll-never-see-same-knowing-their-origin.html
 
Do Drive-ins still exist? I guess they do. :P

6 Sad Realities Of The Dying Drive-In Movie Business

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http://www.cracked.com/personal-experiences-2371-6-sad-realities-dying-drive-in-movie-business.html



Inside, the big party had already started. There were lawn chairs planted in the backs of
pickups, and folks planted in the chairs. There were people on the hoods and tops of their
cars. Punkers. Aging hippies. Conservative types. Fraternity and sorority kids. Families.
Cowboys and cowgirls with beer cans growing out of their fists. Barbecue grills sputtered
away, lifting sweet smoke into the fine Texas sky. Tape decks whined in conflict of one
another. A few lovers on blankets were so hot at it, Willard suggested that they should
charge admission. Cars rocked in spastic rhythm to the sexual gyrations of unbridled
youth. Someone somewhere called someone a sonofabitch.

Other people yelled things we couldn't understand. Bikini-clad women walked by. People
in monster suits walked by. Sometimes young men in monster suits chased the bikini-clad
women by. Dogs, let out of their owners' cars to do their business, pissed on tires or left
deposits of another nature in the vicinity.

And, most important, of course, there was the screen.


- The Drive-in, Joe R. Lansdale

I think I posted that article so that I could quote Lansdale. ;)
 
Do Drive-ins still exist? I guess they do. :P

6 Sad Realities Of The Dying Drive-In Movie Business

568677_v1.jpg


http://www.cracked.com/personal-experiences-2371-6-sad-realities-dying-drive-in-movie-business.html



Inside, the big party had already started. There were lawn chairs planted in the backs of
pickups, and folks planted in the chairs. There were people on the hoods and tops of their
cars. Punkers. Aging hippies. Conservative types. Fraternity and sorority kids. Families.
Cowboys and cowgirls with beer cans growing out of their fists. Barbecue grills sputtered
away, lifting sweet smoke into the fine Texas sky. Tape decks whined in conflict of one
another. A few lovers on blankets were so hot at it, Willard suggested that they should
charge admission. Cars rocked in spastic rhythm to the sexual gyrations of unbridled
youth. Someone somewhere called someone a sonofabitch.

Other people yelled things we couldn't understand. Bikini-clad women walked by. People
in monster suits walked by. Sometimes young men in monster suits chased the bikini-clad
women by. Dogs, let out of their owners' cars to do their business, pissed on tires or left
deposits of another nature in the vicinity.

And, most important, of course, there was the screen.


- The Drive-in, Joe R. Lansdale

I think I posted that article so that I could quote Lansdale. ;)

There's one in Vegas...but I wouldn't be caught dead in that area in daytime...let alone at night...
 
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