You by no means know when some random second goes to show right into a factor you discuss for the remainder of your life. For Pat and me, it was once we watched the 1981 slasher flick, My Bloody Valentine.
We had been new brothers in Pi Kappa Alpha on the College of Maryland, and there was a low-key get-together with a sorority the place everybody drank beer and watched the unique model of My Bloody Valentine.
I feel it was a double-feature with a Diceman live performance at Madison Sq. Backyard.
Anyhow, the Coors beer was flowing from our home bar, and we had been tossing again our drinks and having fun with the ridiculous horror movie.
These motion pictures had been enjoyable as a result of they had been gory, but additionally foolish and campy. I want that outdated slasher type over the shock and gore of present horror.
Anyhow, in the event you’re not aware of the film, it takes place within the small city of Valentine Bluffs, and the residents are planning the primary Valentine’s dance in twenty years.
You see, the Valentine’s dance had been banned for a few a long time after a deranged minder went on a homicide spree on the town and left the hearts of victims in present bins.
The younger locals weren’t petrified of this outdated story, although, they usually wished to have a good time, so that they held a secret social gathering deep within the close by coal mine, and the children had been stalked and murdered by somebody in full miner’s gear.
I don’t wish to give any spoilers, so I gained’t say any extra, apart from the pivotal scene when some characters had been terrified within the coal mine and heard a noise. One of many individuals mentioned one thing alongside the traces of, “Don’t fear, these are just a few rats.”
One other future sufferer responded passionately, “That ain’t no rats.”
The road could have been barely completely different, however I’m not going to rewatch it to confirm.
From then on, Pat and I might use “That ain’t no rats” as a greeting and random shout to one another on campus and at events. We don’t see one another as a lot anymore, however once we do, we quote My Bloody Valentine.
My final textual content to him was per week in the past, with a video of a rat in a pizza parlor and the textual content, “Ain’t no.”