I was listening to Randy’s recount of his first date to see Human Centipede and I thought of the first movie I saw with my wife. While it’s not nearly as disgusting, it’s pretty bizarre. On our 2nd or 3rd date, we planned on seeing Pulp Fiction. I had a hard time finding the movie theater because she lived in a different city than me. We scrapped our plans for that movie. I drove to a theater that I knew where it was and we wound up seeing Ed Wood. Nothing says romance like angora. I guess it wasn’t that bad since 15 years later she’s still married to me.