I like to mutter this line when I'm overwrought about some petty issue thanks to whatever insignificant weenie is causing me trouble on any given day.
This one goes out to Aziz Ansari, who may not be a predator, but Jesus fuck, dude - seriously? Is it possible a self-avowed feminist is really so dense that he can't read a whole slew of social cues including the actual words "I don't want to have sex," or are men so indoctrinated with the idea that women exist solely for your sexual pleasure that you honestly think what you were attempting was some form of seduction?
This one goes out to everyone in Hawaii, everyone who loves someone in Hawaii, everyone who's planning a trip to Hawaii, and the guy who thought he could get a flight out of Hawaii before the bomb hit.
Is there a universal definition for success or is it different in every country?
This is so spot-on that it could be on a motivational poster at a coporate retreat.
I really find that this one speaks for itself.
Folks everywhere seem to have strong opinions of one kind or another on how technology is changing us. We're thinking less because we have Google on our phones. We're talking less because we have Facebook on our phones. We are spending less to support entertainment because we have youTube on our phones. And we like ourselves less because we're comparing ourselves to celebrities the Internet made famous.
When I was a kid, I wanted to be just like everyone else. I wanted to blend in and be part of the crowd. For reasons I never understood, I was never able to pull that off. Even when I was silent and trying desperately to blend in with the wallpaper, people noticed me. What shocked me even more deeply was finding out that they remembered me.
In this scene, Cosmo is objecting to his daughter's engagement ring. It's her fiance's pinky ring rather than an actual diamond.
The moment in question is the chance for Pat Jr. to chase after Jennifer Lawrence and confess his love for her. Is there anyone among us who would not do the same? Show of hands?