In elemtary school, grades 4-6 were forced to watch a movie that seemed to be about 2 hours long. Felt like it, anyway. I was in 6th grade, and, hated everything. At the end, there was the loudest clapter(is that a word?) I have ever heard. They were so gald it was over. It went on and on.
It was one of those gay movies about horses that leave with a lesbian crying about it at the end
"go on, get going! Waah! WhAAAH! I hate my own movie it is so gay!"
If anyone in the world liked that movie(director?), I will personally kill him/her.