Pain
So we’re sitting there watching this god-awful tearjerker with Keanu (lend me an emotion) Reeves and Charlize (gack!) Theron, and instead of doing the smart thing and changing the channel, we do voice-overs.
Dude.
And at one point the dying Charlize, wearing requisite cancer headscarf, blubs to her cloyingly charming cross-dressing gay Scottish adman friend Chaz that no, no! she can’t stay with the little wooden boy because, oh, it’s going to hurt too much in the end.
From beside me came the voice-over reply: Phwoar, I know something about it hurting in the end!
And we laughed and laughed. And then she died.
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