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Unfortunately, movie talkers are one of my big erks.
With talkers, I won't hesitate to turn around and sternly tell them to shut up.
Once with an ex girlfriend, she asked a group of teenagers behind us to please be quiet. Upon exiting the movie, we noticed that one of them had spit on the back of her shirt.
I ran through the lobby out to the parking lot before they left, and pulled the driver out the driver's side window. I'd rather not discuss the details from there as I'm not proud of it, but its the only legal trouble I've ever been in, and I'm very glad to have known several of the officers who arrived on the scene.
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Living in the United Socialist States of America.
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