It was my birthday a few years ago. If fell on a Friday which usually means I head over to edczxcvbnm's house and get drunk with other random friends showing up.

He told me that The Road is a great film, and that we should watch it. While we are excessively drinking.

I loved the film. Having said that, after it was over, I politely excused myself to the bathroom holding a straight face. The very instant that door closed I got weak in the knees and started to cry all the alcohol I ingested that night out in about five minutes.