I can still fondly recall a particularly sweet moment with the gf I had between ex-W and W. We were at the local movie house, watching the premiere of "Godzilla" (the one with Matthew Broderick). During a particulary boring portion of the movie, I leaned over to kiss her, slid my hand up her skirt (hey, no one else was in our row), and discovered she wasn't wearing any panties. "Hey!" I exclaimed, "you're not wearing panties!!" The secret was out, to me, and about 25 other people in the theater within earshot.
Yes, you can take the man to the movies, but, wear no panties and beware the boy lurking within.
