In 2007, The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters was opening at the Nuart Theatres. The owner of the place, was the film geek on Beat the Geeks. Anyway, after playing a live arcade version of Donkey Kong in the lobby, I went to find a seat inside.
Unfortunately, the place was packed, and I couldn't find anywhere to sit. I was towards the back the audience and thinking of leaving. That's when the godmother of celebrity reality TV: Paris Hilton stood up in a red cocktail dress. She noticed my disappointment and said, "It's O.K., you can have my seat." I was shocked by her generosity, considering her reputation.
I said, dressed in a dark blue suit, "Really....(she nodded and smiled)....Thanks." She got up and made her date leave with her. They calmly left the theatre.
The film itself was pretty good. Imagine a episode of Hercules: Legendary Journeys- with a Kevin Sorbo looking Chemistry teacher (married to a tall Gabrielle, Xena's gal-pal) on his quest to break a old school video game record. It's held by an Ares type (New Zealand's Kevin Smith)-A Hot Sauce baron (married to a Xena type, the size of Gabrielle!) A Joxer looking guy is his flunkie, who submitted a faked video, in order to take back the record. The film became, the one vs. the corrupt world style film, to succeed in an "It IS who you know" type world.
After the film, I went a played a few more games and then went outside. I walked a couple of feet and I didn't realize- I accidentally brushed past the Inglorious Bastard himself. He said "Why don't watch where you're going, you fat f-----!" I turned around shocked at the lies, from the more arrogant, fatter fuck. Also, he's hardly more manly- considering the sadistic, bloody, beating he took from Jennifer Garner, on her old TV show Alias.
Then, he just snickers- like a villain,dressed as Johnny Cash. He proclaimed, "What are you gonna do?" and moved his hand toward me. Pissed off, I got lucky and quickly punched him- deep in his far bigger stomach. He catches his gut and I run like hell. I quickly jumped into a taxi and headed home. I'm quite proud that, I decked a talented, scumbag liar asshole,like Jimmy. Plus, the statute of limitations are expired, so legally I'm safe.
Note: I ran into Hilton- a year later after this incident, at the Hollywood-Highland Plaza. She was hosting an event on the fourth level, at a night club.She was very nice and we just briefly shot the breeze,while she was flanked by friends. I said good-bye and she stated it was nice, seeing me again.
Unfortunately, the place was packed, and I couldn't find anywhere to sit. I was towards the back the audience and thinking of leaving. That's when the godmother of celebrity reality TV: Paris Hilton stood up in a red cocktail dress. She noticed my disappointment and said, "It's O.K., you can have my seat." I was shocked by her generosity, considering her reputation.
The film itself was pretty good. Imagine a episode of Hercules: Legendary Journeys- with a Kevin Sorbo looking Chemistry teacher (married to a tall Gabrielle, Xena's gal-pal) on his quest to break a old school video game record. It's held by an Ares type (New Zealand's Kevin Smith)-A Hot Sauce baron (married to a Xena type, the size of Gabrielle!) A Joxer looking guy is his flunkie, who submitted a faked video, in order to take back the record. The film became, the one vs. the corrupt world style film, to succeed in an "It IS who you know" type world.
After the film, I went a played a few more games and then went outside. I walked a couple of feet and I didn't realize- I accidentally brushed past the Inglorious Bastard himself. He said "Why don't watch where you're going, you fat f-----!" I turned around shocked at the lies, from the more arrogant, fatter fuck. Also, he's hardly more manly- considering the sadistic, bloody, beating he took from Jennifer Garner, on her old TV show Alias.
Then, he just snickers- like a villain,dressed as Johnny Cash. He proclaimed, "What are you gonna do?" and moved his hand toward me. Pissed off, I got lucky and quickly punched him- deep in his far bigger stomach. He catches his gut and I run like hell. I quickly jumped into a taxi and headed home. I'm quite proud that, I decked a talented, scumbag liar asshole,like Jimmy. Plus, the statute of limitations are expired, so legally I'm safe.
Note: I ran into Hilton- a year later after this incident, at the Hollywood-Highland Plaza. She was hosting an event on the fourth level, at a night club.She was very nice and we just briefly shot the breeze,while she was flanked by friends. I said good-bye and she stated it was nice, seeing me again.
