My grandparents’ generation was so committed to vacation photos they’d flip their goddamn car and it would still be like “Marge, get in here.”
This was my dad’s browser history.
“Your dad and I are leaving for dinner now.”
Two seconds later:
I think, 25 years later, it’s pretty goddamn safe to say that nobody made an entrance like Chris Farley.
Could’ve posed any goddamn way he wanted. Chose this.
Looks like the mayor is getting serious.
Toss the darts, treat the wounded, tally the points. Repeat until only one child remains.