Very Bad Things1998

Mike:
Look at 'em. I'm amazed the windows don't blow out of their f***ing sockets with all the ass-puckering rage in these soulless lizards.

Kyle:
I just want her to be happy.

Mike:
The same alarm clock every morning, same two pops on the same snooze button, same shower, towel, toothbrush, razor, blazer, hair pump, gel spray. It's a f***ing epidemic, Fisher. You're getting married, baby. I'm not going to candy-coat it - it just gets worse. It's an eighteen-wheel cement truck that's going to crush every bone in your big body.