I don’t get to the cinema a whole lot these days, but I enjoy it when I do. Now, my brother Rudin REALLY loves the movies. All sorts. Everything he sees is the best film he has ever seen. He just loves films. Last time I rolled with him we caught a 9.15 pm session. As I scooped up the tickets, Rudin was at the snack shop filling up both arms with giant bags of popcorn. I was like, ‘Dude, I had dinner.’ As we walked towards the cinema, he looked back at me, carrying two barrels of awkward goodness in his arms, and said, ‘Whatever man, this is just a little something.’
As the movie started rolling, Rudin, the keeper of the snacks, threw me a choc top ice cream. I settled in and took a delicious bite. He gave me a nudge and whispered, ‘This is what’s up.’ I turned to see that he had eaten off the choc outer layer and was dunking his whole ice cream in the popcorn box. I followed his lead. Salty, creamy, buttery, chocolatey … yep, I was definitely in with this. Four dunks and I was done.