Can anyone give me a good reason for returning the 3D glasses at the end of the movie? I mean, a real reason, not the stupid recycling one (as if mass-producing millions of plastic novelty glasses is a plus for eco-science. The latest trend of 3D started right before Global Warming really kicked off - think about it.)
Between Ren and I, we've got to have about a dozen or so of these dumb glasses lying around. But it's almost like a badge of honor. "Yea, I saw that movie, IN 3D," I'll tell my grandkids, and they'll say "what's that, Granddad?"
I'll chuckle to myself with the kind of charm only a grandfather could have and then with a twinkle in my eye, I'll say "welp... back in the couple decades we never could agree on names for - movies were so bad, the studios had to come up with a gimmick before people caught on to how bad they all were."
Those innocent little ones will then look up with their huge concerned eyes, "No no Granddad... what's a 'movie'?"
"...It's what we had before 'Implantainment'"
"Wow... so times were pretty rough back in the old days, huh?"
"Eat your Protein Sludge."
But anyway ...I dunno, I suppose I'll just try to collect enough of them that I can open my OWN 3D movie theatre. That'll show 'em!
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