Many people were getting angry, laughing, yelling, demanding a full refund, ect as the ushers and managers tried to entice them to stay by way of free movi passes, git certificates, etc."BBBBBBBRRRRRAAAPPPPPPPTTTTT!!"
"BBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPPTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!"
BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
Camille then kept doing that for about 15 minutes. I then joined in after realizing "her" plan. When the movie started, the air conditioner started, and soon afterward, the vent intakes absorbed the air inside the unit and blew it back out into the theatre. It didn't take long for the other moviegoers to take notice to what was happening. There were soon murmurs and nasty comments about the smell. Then a few of the moviegoers started to get up and head for the doors. It was so amusing -- Camille and I causing this situation -- that we were trying our hardest not to laugh. As the smell completely diffused the air, one of the ushers, and a
security guard came in with flashlights to check and find the person or persons responsible for what was going on. They had passed by us a couple of times and shined their lights, but didn't harrass us any further despite our letting more gas. The smell then got so bothersome that the crowd left in a huge swarm into the lobby. We were the last to leave, and as we approached the lobby,
we saw the biggest commotion of our lives! Many people were getting angry, laughing, yelling, demanding a full refund, ect as the ushers and managers tried to entice them to stay by way of free movi passes, git certificates, etc.
"I can't believe we did that!"
"I can, Cliffie!" Camille said with a smile on "her" face. I then busted out laughing.
"Now, if we are slick enough, we can sneak into that other movie that we really came to see."
"Okay, but I hope we don't get caught"
An hour later, as the maylay subsided, the ushers announced that it was okay to go return and every feature would be shown from the beginning.
"Okay, Cliffie, here's our chance!
As we went into the corridor leading to the theatres, we stole away into the "Revenge of the Dragon Lord" theatre. Once inside, we found that the place was nearly empty. 
I guess many of the previous moviegoers were too afraid to return to see this flick.
We thoroghly enjoyed the movie, but when it came to an end, I saw that Camille was shedding tears. The movie didn't have a sad ending, but I thought to myself that Camille was remembering Sarah. As I comforted Camille, we went back home by way of the 
causeway back to my house. We spent the rest of the weekend "entertaining" ourselves with endless lovemaking and other pleasurable things.
Anyway, on Monday, it was back to the old "grind" again at work, although Camille made coming to work more enjoyable. (Wink, wink!). . . . . .
And now . . . another installment of Cliff's Chronicles, just in time for Christmas!