If you have sex this weekend and give that girl clamydia, I shall curse you will something far worse. My curse effectively hangs over you starting right now, and will be hovering near you on your date, at all times. It will not leave you until you have reached a higher level of enlightenment, and you no longer need to ask the question you just did, because you will be a slightly more aware individual of simple moral matters... or their very ugly and uncurable repercussions! It is living and breathing right now, and it is very close to you as you read this. It has been near you since I typed this. I can no longer control it... only you can. In a way...
Have fun on your date...