So. You're a big fan of REO Speedwagon?
What?
Can't Fight This Feeling?
Oh, no. My mom must have put that on there.
Oh. And you just got to it and thought "What the hell? I'm going to sing the shit out of it anyway."
So. You're a big fan of REO Speedwagon?
What?
Can't Fight This Feeling?
Oh, no. My mom must have put that on there.
Oh. And you just got to it and thought "What the hell? I'm going to sing the shit out of it anyway."
Duncan! On a scale of 1 to 10, what do you think you are? [no answer] What... what don't you know? How you see yourself? You don't have any opinion? [no response from Duncan] I'm just asking. Pick any number, scale of one to ten. Just shout it out. Just say a number.
A what?
A six!
I think you're a three. You know why I think you're a three? You know what would make me say that?
You don't know? You have no idea?
No.
You've got to speak up, buddy.
No!
Since I've been dating your mom, I don't see you putting yourself out there, bud. Meeting kids your own age. And from what your mom tells me, you just seem content to hang around her apartment. Is that a fair assessment? You're just happy not do anything? 'Cause... damn, to me that is a three.
Water Wizz Waterpark. Built in the summer of '83, it's the last bastion of everything that period stood for. In fact, it was decreed by its creator that this place shall never age. On his deathbed, he said "I don't want this place re-painted or updated I don't even want it brought up to code. And the minute somebody tries, it needs to be destroyed."
Don't die wondering, man.
It's called delegation, baby. I read about it in a book about it.