Date: 2008-07-22 03:08 pm (UTC)
Growing up, my dad was a notorious miser. We rarely did anything that cost money unless it was a really good deal. Drive-in movies were a big event for us. Dad liked 'em because he loved cheesy b-movies and he could load us all in the car with snacks from home and we'd have a big family night out for around ten bucks.

Mom always made a bed in the back for my sister and me. This was back when you could actually fit a twin mattress in the backseat of a "mid-sized" car. Ha! She'd make a trash bag full of buttered popcorn and filled a cooler with bottles of Coke (the only time we kids ever got to drink pop!). And we'd roll out for the "Dusk to Dawn" feature. Mom and Sis would usually fall asleep sometime during the first flick (which was generally the only "normal" movie on the bill). Which left my dad and I to watch the next three movies (usually the sort of terrible horror and sci fi movies that are featured on MST3K) in peace. I think I was about five the first time I saw Texas Chainsaw Massacre...which explains a lot about how I turned out, huh?
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