I remember one time a bunch of friends and I decided to see a movie. We were in Washington DC, so the movie prices were outrageous. So we had the standard argument over which movie to go see. For whatever reason, one guy really, really had his heart set on "Congo." Since he felt so strongly about it, and the other 2-3 choices were a stalement anyway, we let him have his way.
When the movie let out, there were 8 of us. We had to walk to the subway/metro stop, it was about half a mile. All the way out the theater, through the parking lot, to the street no one said anything. The silence stretched on for at least five minutes. Finally, the guy just looked at us with pleading eyes and blurted out "Guys. I'm really sorry!" That's how bad ****ing Congo was.