I couldn't keep myself from laughing out loud.
Rarely do I get to a movie theater, but I'm so glad I did last night. We had dinner at the Brass Rail in Plymouth, then headed to see "Paul Blart Mall Cop." It was a double date with my sister and her husband, but by the time we got there, the theater was packed. 4 seats together? Nope. We split up and sat as couples without an empty seat between us and the strangers next to us.
I know people who take themselves too seriously, but Paul Blart wins the prize! This poor man who is constantly belittled and has settled for life "as is", wants to prove (as much to himself as to others) that he is important.
But of course buying a hair weave to impress a pretty girl, doesn't work. Nor does his attempt to cite an elderly man for driving a Hover-Round unsafely or an attempt to settle a dispute over lingerie at Victoria Secret. And a lower-back tattoo of the locknees monster proves ineffective too.
Without giving away all the greatness of the film, let me just say...Paul Blart, you're a pretty good guy. And you really make me laugh!
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