As long as women are paying for their dates with men, at least know how to shop for Mr. You'll Do, instead of paying for "What the hell was I thinking?" (Now with 32% more agony!)
Evil wins, everybody dies a horrible death and I feel so much better about my life.
You can get advice, and opinions, but you don't have to take it. Free advice? Keep an open mind but no so open that your brains fall out.
If you're not sure what to do, try explaining it to someone. If the details aren't there or it begins to sound stupid, it probably is. A lot of ideas fall apart when passing them on.
Advice to James Bond from Q. This is REALLY good to have when dumping someone . . .
Along the lines of "look but don't touch."
When is he gonna sing? Blue Hawaii and Fun in Acapulco, he's doing something, then just starts singing. On a date that's just creepy. Movies? No one seems to notice . . .
In the early days of amusement park carousels, kids riding a circling wooden horse up & down, were encouraged to lean WAAAAYYYY out to grab a brass ring hanging out of a wall dispenser. Redeemed for a ticket, the next ride was FREE. It was a prize if you took and won the risk. Dangerous but VERY popular. See also Old-Timey.
I sing at Renaissance Festivals and it's a finite set. Once you learn them, there are no new songs. (Well, I do throw in Moody Blues, Jethro Tull and Rush but only in a madrigal way) And I really get down with Shakespeare tunes!