You and your ****ing rope.

Why is it that scary movies are considered great 'date material'? Okay, so the girl gets scared and so she's forced to hold on close to her manly hunk of a man... but what is she thinking? The moment anything actually goes down... what's that guy going to do? Say Jason Voorhees pops out of the screen and starts going on a rampage, or hell itself opens up and tears a new one throughout the theater... that guy ain't doing shit. He's getting sliced up like the rest of them.

Sorry ladies, but your man ain't going to protect you from anything. Unless its a zombie invasion. And then I'll save you. I. Will. Save. You.