Boyfriend and I watched The Artist this weekend.
|See Midnight in Paris experience.|
|Hint: It's not.|
|Popcorn spoons. It needs to catch on.|
And then the first ten minutes of Louie were silent as well (showing him going to Miami and frolicking on the beach) and I thought maybe I got sucked into a silent movie alternate dimension and I started tripping balls. But then he started talking and everything was okay again.
|We feel pretty strongly about that one.|