(Source: thehymenofjesus)
JAY; Back in ‘68 when I was sweeping up hair in that barber shop, I had this mental picture of the family that, if I was lucky enough, one day I would end up with. Perfect wife, perfect kids. Guess what? I didn’t get any of that. Wound up with this sorry bunch. And I’m thankful for that every day. Well… most days.
Do people want to buy their real estate from some who leads, or from someone who follows? I’m betting these babies are coming back in a big way. Buy low, sell high. People are going to see this and say, “That guy’s high.”
Did this conversation remind anyone else of Monty Python's Dead Parrot sketch?
Barney: Seriously, dude, he has got to go. You need to be like…You are the weakest link, goodbye. Punchy, the tribe has spoken. Please pack up your knives, and go. Your work of art didn’t work for us. Your time’s up! I have to ask you to leave the mansion. You must leave the chateau. Your tour ends here. You’ve been chopped.
Ted: Okay, yeah, I know…
Barney: You’ve been evicted from the big brother house. Your dessert just didn’t measure up. Sache away. Give me your jacket, and leave Hell’s Kitchen. I’m sorry, you did not get a rose. You have been eliminated from the race. You are no long in the running to be America’s Next Top Model. You’re fired! Auf Wiedersehen!
