You think adoption is the answer? Every last one of us is an orphan, just takes some of us a lifetime to figure it out.
They say grass is much greener on the other side. Well that guy is standing on the fence, Ray, and those woods aren't holding up for much longer. I'm the carpenter, and when the nails begin to tremble, I'll come to him.
Sometimes....when you want to go forward, you have to go sideways
I want you to walk like a crab, Ray
some life decisions are like buying pants, you know? i mean life is easy now, ray, but what makes it easy can also make it difficult. say you need some new pants. well you could drive to the store and try on some pants. it will take hours and cost more, but they will fit and you will have them right there. but what does modern life want us to do? yea, thats right ray. go online. fucking online. its cheap and fast, but who knows if the pants are going to fit? and if they don't fit you gotta send them back. then you ain't got no fucking pants, ray. no fucking pants.
casper knew this.
>I feel weak ray, like...butter spread out too thin, know what I'm saying? Thing is, I've got no fucking bread or crackers to spread out on.
You think this is bingo Ray? You think I like the horse I picked? I don't. But it's off to the races and when I check my card and it says B 38 then you bet your ass I'll take everyone to the cleaners.
you have to watch season 2 to just understand the bizarre dialogue and pretentious affectation Vince's character adopts throughout. nearly every Vincepost is just made up on the spot by anons, but they could basically all be real. he constantly uses shitty deep metaphors in order to turn everything into a life lesson. even I don't understand what the fuck Pizza was going for. vinceposting is truly an art.
It was called Neighborhood Watch until George came along.
Know what my favourite story was as a kid? Cinderella. Odd choice, I know. But I related to it. Poor girl, being used and abused by those who held power over her. All that hard work for a moment of freedom, for a taste of the good life. Except I don't have a fuckin fairy godmother Ray, and it's midnight.