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Having been married umpteen years, I have a million of them. One of my favorites goes back to when we were still baby lovers, not even engaged yet, and we'd gone to see Halloween right after it came out. My gf was pretty frightened throughout, squeezing my wrists, hiding her face, etc. Finally, in one of those last scenes in the house with Jamie Lee Curtis when the guy starts to get up again after being knocked down, my gf couldn't take it anymore--got up out of her seat and went running from the theater out onto the street. I stayed for the rest of the movie.
Not really very funny, but just kind of cute. She was never pissed that I didn't come out after her either.
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Ever notice how this place just basically, well, sucks.
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