“Should I bolt every time I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new? Well, I’ve been listening to my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I’ve come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains.”
Will never, ever get tired of this movie. I can see the toxicity behind it, though. Nonetheless, I love the chaos of it all.
Plus, it doesn’t hurt hearing Jack Black absolutely fucking kill it while he sings some Marvin Gaye.
