Byron wants to see the new Sex and the City movie. Badly. I won't even go into the embarrassing behavior he exhibits when the he sees anything about the film.
I, for one, am not going to see it. And let me show you the three seconds of the trailer that singlehandedly (Get it? Singlehandedly? Haha! They're single women!) ruined the movie for me:
Seriously? To fall in love?
Now I'm not saying that's a bad reason to move somewhere. Just a dumb one. Reasons why I've moved someplace:
- Lower rent
- Close to the train
- It had a dishwasher
- Spacious floor plan
- Utilities included
But never to fall in love. Blerg.





