Of late, I have been plagued by an ever-increasing cynicism. Once, when the world was young, I was quite content to enjoy any story that came my way -- any novel, any film, any dinner-table banter. Yet I now demand an added sophistication to stories, a sophistication of a level so elevated that I find myself rarely entertained. In short, I have become a snob, and oh how I suffer.
I saw
Ratatouille with my family today. It was alright.
Mmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm mmm mmmm mmmmmm mmm. Mmmm mmm mmm? Mmmm mmm! Mmmm mmm mmmm mm! Mmmmm mmm mmm, mmm mmm...mm...mm...uh. Right. Right. Uh....
i think that everyone has a tendency to be a little snobby/pretentious, it's just a question of the extent to which you are snobby/pretentious.
ReplyDeletehere, here, senor peonie.
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