Nope, it's not the theater.

Ok, I saw Stranger Than Fiction last night, in the theater I lovingly refer to as the "pee theater," and loved it. So, it can be concluded that I don't hate the theater, and that the Prestige and Flags of our Fathers must have actually sucked balls.

Also...

“A couple of ex-students hopped over the school fence on a weekend and went unnoticed by guards.

They managed to get on the roof of the Friary building and somehow mark on the willy. They also burnt a manhood into the grass.”