In my junior years, this guy asked me on a date.

He rented a Redbox movie and made a turkey. We were watching a movie and the oven beeped so the turkey was done. He looked at me dead in the eye and said,

“This is the worst part.”

I then watched this boy open the oven and pull the turkey out with his bare hands, rack and all, screaming at the top of his lungs.

We never had a second date.