Bibble

Bibble- to eat or drink noisily

Ex: The absolute worst things to bibble in a movie theater, as voted on by people in line to see Borderlands (10% on rotten tomatoes), at the AMC Classic Pottsgrove 12 in Pottsgrove, PA:

Almost Empty ICEE: Nobody can stand hearing that obnoxious, “SLURRRPPPP” that is guaranteed with every attempt to extract the last few molecules of high fructose corn syrup and Smurf blood from the bottom of the ICEE cup. Just do the rest of us a favor and toss the ICEE when it dips below 15% full. We don’t want to miss a second of Bobby Lee’s wacky antics when dressed up like Boba Fett!

Kettle Cooked Potato Chips: If you think other people can hear the crunch, we most definitely hear the crunch, my man! And once you start popping these, you won’t be stopping anytime soon. CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH. All throughout Kevin Hart’s hack self-deprecating jokes about his height or skin color, BUT IN SPACE!

Five Pounds of Fun Size York Peppermint Patties: Jesus fuck dude why couldn’t you have just gotten a couple king size packs and called it a day? Now we have to sit here listening to you crinkling foil through all three masterfully directed acts of cosmic chaos! You were crinkling all throughout Jack Black’s robot character Claptrap’s mechanically delivered, Chat-GPT generated jokes! We hope you’re happy! We hope all that peppermint is making your tummy a little icy wonderland full of furry baby penguins gliding around on their chests gleefully before hopping from their icebergs all at once into your intestinal tract, blocking it off for days to come!

Tuna Salad Sandwich Prepared in Theater: Every one of the ingredients in this sandwich would be a weird thing to eat in a movie theater, but when combined, the grossness factor gets escalated to code red. It would also take a herculean effort (or cargo pants from the big & tall section at a DXL) to sneak a jar of mayonnaise, a can of tuna, a can opener, a handful of craisins, a stick of celery, and two slices of marbled rye into the theater with you. The second you pop that lid off the tuna, you’ll have people running for the exits, but ultimately returning to their seats, because there’s no way in hell we’d ever miss the film critics are calling, “Hollywood’s hottest, stinkiest tuna salad sandwich of a film to date”, “One of the biggest box office flops of this generation” and, “A horrible miscalculation by all involved. Joseph Goebbels couldn’t have dreamt up a film more unsettling and morally fraught. Everyone that made this deserves to die a slow, painful death of testicular cancer. Their families deserve nothing less than to watch their beloved reach the brink of expiration, receive a false prognosis that gives them a glimmer of hope, and then have that hope crushed with their family member’s ultimate passing, naked, frail, and alone, on the hospital toilet.”