Overheard on leaving the theater (deep in Brooklyn) where G. and I had just seen Fahrenheit 9/11:
(One middle-aged woman talking to another in a somehow Southern accent): I DON’T CARE IF WE HAVE TO WRITE IN MICKEY MOUSE — THAT BOY’S GOT TO GO!
Overheard on leaving the theater (deep in Brooklyn) where G. and I had just seen Fahrenheit 9/11:
(One middle-aged woman talking to another in a somehow Southern accent): I DON’T CARE IF WE HAVE TO WRITE IN MICKEY MOUSE — THAT BOY’S GOT TO GO!
Otohime 