Now have some real enjoyment! Black and white is de classe and so passe. Besides, what can you say about flicks wiht TP-tube rocketships and real fishbowl space helmets; read the production values of King Dinosaur meets Helzapoppin in the Twenty Seventh Century? While those nincompoops at Space Patrol are busy patrolling space at the Monorail Mall. I've got my hooks of corruption into the guy who owns the movie theatre: And he knows what's good for him, too so he'll keep his yap shut (when I tried the "You have relatives living on Venus...?" he said "Yeah! and be my guest". Fortunately, I knew about his paramour on Neptune and his wife on Mars).
Now, things are a bit different, this anachronistic material is from the latter twentieth century, when there were no double feature, soda was a buck-twenty and popcorn was three-fifty. Well, the excess profits go to a good cause. How do you think I can afford to run my operations?
Oh, did I tell you that I videotape the entry and exit of people here? Sorry if I didn't but I have to have something on you to keep you in line
TODAY'S ANACHRONISM: