Last night I had the singularly superb experience of being in the apartment of six college males, while Marcos conversed with one of the said males for hours into the night. After I had perused the one available magazine four times cover to cover, I resorted to eavesdropping on the other male conversations happening in the room.
What do a bunch of single guys really talk about when the ladies aren't around? The majority of the conversation was about women, which naturally piqued my interest. My favorite comment of the evening was, and I quote: "Dude, this movie is THE PERFECT date movie. If you told a girl she was fat at the beginning of the date and then showed her this movie, she'd still love you".
News flash from Venus: there are no movies that good.