Many struggling cinemas depend on sales of pricey food and drink as ticket revenue mainly goes to film studios. But does banning outside supplies really add up, asks Stuart Heritage
I think we should gas the whole cinema, we will ensure that the rot wont spread. These degenerates endangering corporate profits cannot be allowed to spread their hateful message and those who were near by have already been infected by the thought crime.
I would recommend that the cinema chain start selling some form of sweet flavored inhalant, lace it with nicotine to ensure that the poors will keep coming back for more.
Push the marketing to extreme levels showing “fun” and “exciting” people enjoying the new product, have seasonal flavors and “funky” colours.
Ah yes, the happy people. I see them in pictures and posters and ads and websites everywhere. A multicultural club of people for whom life is pure bliss. Living the dream. Drinking coffee in a white bathrobe next to the cat. Looking over each other’s shoulder in business suits smiling at the screen. Everyday a magical journey of pure joy enamoured with life.
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I think we should gas the whole cinema, we will ensure that the rot wont spread. These degenerates endangering corporate profits cannot be allowed to spread their hateful message and those who were near by have already been infected by the thought crime.
How can this country gain “business confidence” if the theatres cannot be confident that they can fob off 2x overpriced lollies and sugar water?
I would recommend that the cinema chain start selling some form of sweet flavored inhalant, lace it with nicotine to ensure that the poors will keep coming back for more.
Push the marketing to extreme levels showing “fun” and “exciting” people enjoying the new product, have seasonal flavors and “funky” colours.
Ah yes, the happy people. I see them in pictures and posters and ads and websites everywhere. A multicultural club of people for whom life is pure bliss. Living the dream. Drinking coffee in a white bathrobe next to the cat. Looking over each other’s shoulder in business suits smiling at the screen. Everyday a magical journey of pure joy enamoured with life.
I cannot find the sign-up page for this club.