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Ok, I know someone is going to make fun of me but...
The summer before ninth grade (I was...14 I think) my cousin spent two weeks with us. There wasn't much to do in our town, so she talked me into seeing Encino Man, which I wasn't interested in, but it was better than staying at home. We went, and I developed a crush on Brendan Fraser that would do any teenage girl proud. We went six nights in a row. That's right...six. We would have gone seven, but the theater was closed on Sunday and my cousin left on Monday. I don't think I've seen any other movie two nights in a row since then.
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Formerly Medusa
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