Sara: It's times like these that make me regret not properly learning to play my banjo.
Grant: Instead you're staring at hundreds of boxes of Fiddle Faddle, through the windows of the 99cent store.
I was trying to explain my brother Grant to someone last night. I finally settled on "a blustery victorian gentlemen." But with a mild case of Tourettes. Grant always manages to say something completely inappropriate.
"I have to say, I'd really like to snack on Will Smith."
"Eden, stop crossing yourself in front of churches; it's totally inappropriate. Just kidding, cross yourself all you want."
"This movie will give you your period."
"Breakfast is always better with a handful of santos watching."
"I can almost touch his part!"
"Go get her! He got her. Boom goes the dynamite."