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Whenever I go to see a movie, it seems that the people that sit either directly behind or directly in front of me are on the Stereotypical first date.
The girl is cooing and giggling in copius amounts. The male is preening and trying to cop a feel.
I'm trying to watch the movie but the hormone levels are too staggaring to be ignored.
And it doesn't help matters that now my local theature has installed seats where the armrests can be raised. Allowing these lovebirds to all but sit on top of each other.
Forgive the intrusion of the 80's but gag me with a spoon.
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