Yep. It's true; I am. No, don't try to persuade me that I'm not. Just listen.
See, last year my brother - like everyone else - saw "March of The Penguins" and fell in love with it. He repeatedly urged me to go see it because it was "so good" and "..." .... well, he said other things, but I don't remember because it was a year ago. Point is, he said it was good.
Now, to me, a movie about penguins and would-be fishsticks sounded really dull. Not to mention, it sounded like it was some sort of late-to-the-party attempt to cash in on the success of "Winged Migration." Anyway, I wasn't into a feel good story about birds and brushed off his attempts to get me to go see it.
The problem is, his attempts never really stopped. The more I refused, the more he insisted that I didn't know what I was missing. So, in order to piss him off (and really for no other reason), I decided that I would tell him I'd rather see the worst thing out in the theater at that point than March of the Penguins.
At the time, that was "The Dukes of Hazzard."
So, I told him that I'd rather see The Dukes before I saw Penguins and he told me I was a retard. We went back and forth on this a few times and eventually it became "I swear to you, I will see The Dukes of Hazzard before I ever see March of the Penguins."
Well, fast forward a year. Amanda placed "March of the Penguins" on our Netflix list. Just to continue the stubborn stupidity I started, I went ahead and put The Dukes of Hazzard on the list, too.
And then made sure it was queued up first. So, anyway, that's why I say I'm a stubborn jackass.