Juno. The first one we rented.
I wonder if they made the stripes on the cover orange and white to reflect his love for orange Tic Tacs?
At the beginning of the movie, I felt a little weirded out...of course, I was watching it in my parents' living room, on a week night, while they were STATES away.
This is worth mentioning, because there is flesh flashed in this film.
But I tell ya' what...when she left that note at the end of the movie, I teared up. I can't tell you what the note said, or I'll ruin the whole thing. But I teared up, and I wanted to hug her. I wanted to take her home with me.
I'd have to say that the most important thing I got out of this movie, however, is the fact that I never had a nickname growing up. No June Bug, no Cuddle Clumps, no cute little something or other....
Although there was this kid in junior high that called me Monitor, because it was similar to my last name.
I can tell you're laughing just as hard as he did.
I'm still rolling my eyes.
So, now that I've showed you my Monitor, let's hear your nicknames....
(And if no one comments, I'll be erasing these last two "paragraphs." I'm insecure like that.)