2. Paul Rudd peaked with Meet the Deedles.
3. That you don't yell "I love you" at somebody after you just asked her to risk her life for some dumb idea you had because you're a little too preoccupied to drag her out of the car she flipped.
#3 seems to be a symptom of a problem in America. Those three words are used to get away with all kinds of ridiculous behavior. I'm reminded of a line in Jerry Maguire:
And I don't tell the man who f**ked up both our lives, "Poor Baby."
That's me for better or worse. But I do love you.
That's me for better or worse. But I do love you.
Really, Avery? Because you seem to be a turbo bitch while you love him.
My friend told me about how his girlfriend got drunk and went off on him and called him all these horrible things for really no reason at all. He wants to know what he should do about it. She does love him.
Really?
If that's what love is I'm thinking I'll go without because it seems to me that's a good way to get pushed off a bridge. Here I was thinking that love meant mutual respect. Was that ever accurate? The way those three words are used I'm not sure I ever knew what it meant.
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