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The only thing worse than sitting near young kids who will not shut up during a movie is sitting near a pair of gabbing soccer moms who will not shut up during a movie. Here's a tip; when your eight year old tells you to 'shhh', you probably should have just lit up a smoke outside the mall and gossiped with your carbon-copy friend for three hours instead. Seriously.

I hope your kids have screaming nightmares of giant flesh-eating worms tonight just as you're trying to have sex in the next room. Call it my love of karma.

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Other then that, King Kong kicked a supreme amount of ass. I'm talking Primal-Rage-Blizzard's-Flying-Buttslam kind of asskicking. There was a perfect balance of wanting to shag Adrien Brody and wanting to hug the monkey.

Which is interesting, because Brody only had one shirtless scene and was wet a bunch of times, and Kong was, like, permanently naked.