We were lucky enough to be seated near a vomit-covered chair. I couldn’t smell the vomit at all thank Christ. Pretty gross though that the cinema were happy to just chuck some flour shit on top of it and leave it be. Not tape off the row or anything. Eh.
That Aussie chick was shitting me big time. She shouldn’t have been in the movie. It’s not her accent that gave me the shits, just that her accent stood out so much in the movie, it seemed out of place. Die.