Jen R: remember how you score a goal?
me: if the wood puck is just BARELY in the goal from the inside of the playing surface, you take your little cute cozy plastic hockey stick, run it adjacent to the goal, slide it, and if the puck moves in ANY way, it's a goal.
Jen does a goalie shot by placing her thumb and forefinger on the wood block with the wood puck against it and WHOOSH it banks into the goal and right into my stomach!!!
i am stunned for seven days.
Jen: sorry. that was actually my lightest Naruto Shocker.
dad: you love hard, never apologize for that. my son is lucky to have you.
Jen: thank you, sir.
me: you knocked me over!!!
Jen: with my love.
me: yes.
dad: you two should make love to heal his stomach, that will go farther than any meal you put in there to fill him, ask any man.
Jen: thank you, sir.
Dana Plato: i could have played D'arcy in the Smashing Pumpkins TV movie!!!
Drake Bell: wanna do a movie together?
Heather Matarazzo: i don't have a choice, i have to now...
Jane Goodall: "our planet is pretty incredible," a sports guy can't say that!!! you know? it has to be someone like me saying that.
Chrystia Freeland: you have a crush on me. and it's not just the tits. you see my face, you hear what i have to say in my dulcet tones. and you want to be a reliable boyfriend for me. Justin Trudeau was my dream.........but he broke my heart when he took up with that unknown American Katy Perry who apparently knows how to make a lot of sheet-pan dinners...
Lindt: enjoy our Bourbon Balls with walnut brownies this Christmas...
Gladyce: wash that glass bottle of spaghetti sauce out with your favorite dish brush, let that dish brush get STAINED with all that red goodness.
fromo: fear of missing the frost...
you can have chips without salsa but you can't have salsa without chips.
Lili Estefan: our 30-year career together, it was much more hard for me to remain SKINNY than for you to remain fat.
Raul De Molina: I ALMOST DIED!!!.........not from being fat, from a car fire on the savanna...
Brett Somers: i won't sell my soul for an old man's gold.
Charles Nelson Reilly: i don't mind being gay, but i couldn't bear it if i was old.
emoji: there's no "I'm sorry" emoji...
Ericka: a Lucky's Supermarkets patch was sewn into my jeans while i was sleeping...
toaster: you've never toasted anything at the 1 setting...
Agony: the British Maude...
Mr. Kotter: NYC in the 1970s? easy. don't shoot junk into your veins. pick your prom date from the fondue party, not the street. play basketball. go to kung-fu movies.
dad: remember, faintly, when i told you about that thing William Shatner was in?
me: yes, it's hazy but it's here.
dad: i want to say William Faulkner so badly but it's William Shatner. but it wasn't Star Trek!!! it was another science-fiction thing, a more obscure thing.
Jen: The Ray Bradbury Theater...
dad: yes!!! and i told you the episode was about how this kid wants to fit in with the other kids but his father, Captain Kirk himself, is afraid of his son getting bullied at the one neighborhood playground, that dirty dingy silver hard-metal playground with the pewter slide and tin swings. broken brown bricks in the back. and how there was an air of simmering melancholy throughout the episode. of people taking long swaths of silent time to think deeply about things. and in the end Will Shat turns into his childhood self: the bullied boy who was trying to save his son from his own fate. the nightmare of a gang of rowdy kids, girls included, with no parents around, giving in to their baser instincts, beating up one hapless boy in shorts with freckles and scraped knees who looked like Opie Taylor, a young Ron Howard.
me: at this point i thought you had taken too much ginkgo biloba, dad.
Jen: kids can turn mean fast.







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