Funny. Not hilarious. In fact, there were parts where the actual funniest parts of the movie didn't involve Mr. 40 Yr. Old Virgin. I'm afraid my friend just talked this movie up so much that i was expecting to be sitting in my seat in tears with stomach cramps from laughing so much. ( I mean, she didn't tell me everything about the movie) But alas, no tears, no cramps. Some good giggles and hee hee's though. I almost would have rather spent another $8 bucks another one of those mixed drinks I had at the bar we went to before the movie. It was quite tasty. But I'm glad I did go out tonight. I would have had to pack instead!

We didn't have much of a dinner tonight. We ordered an appetizer to share, just spinach cheese dip with pita crisps. So I came home a bit hungry. What do I decide to eat? Toasted pita bread with some kalamata olive hummus. But one of the mini pita breads slipped off the rack in the toaster oven and landed on the hot glowing orange heater thingy and started to burn. I walked back into the kitchen to find smoke bellowing (on a small scale) our of the toaster oven door! That was a close save. A few mintues longer and I would have been making a couple frantic phone calls. 1) To 911, "My apt is on fire! Help!", 2) To MI boy in Israel, "Um, honeyboo...sorry to bother you so early on Saturday morning on your vacation when you should be helping me pack here, but our apartment is on fire." 3) To my mom "Mom my apt is on fire and I need a place to stay possibly forever, cause MI boy now knows it's on fire and is not to happy with me." It would be a disaster. Not to mention the hundred people that need to evacuate at 11:30 pm on a Friday night. Oh wait, what am I saying. Those people have lives and aren't home at this time of night on a weekend. I on the other hand am home and was just trying to have a little snack when I burned the building down and unintentionally destroyed everyone's possessions. Oops. Sorry.