"The polar bears are brown! What did you—- What did you do to the polar bears? Did you shit all over every polar bear?"
Everything you do is magic.
Your destiny is right in front of you.
Anything is possible, my friends.
You can spread your wings.
You can fly to the moon if you want to.
Just like birds do…
"Try the Avengers, they’ll take anyone. Hey, they have a guy with a bow and arrow, I’m not kiddding. What, are they recruiting at sporting goods stores?
‘Hey, you jump rope really fast, how would you like to be an Avenger?’
‘I like the way you tether ball, sir. How would you like to take on ULTRON?’"
It’s scary. They might be serial killers, or serial rapists, or worst of all, they might not have any cereal.
If you drag me all the way out to your house you better have fucking cereal. That is rude if you don’t have any.
You might as well rape me if you don’t have cereal.
But please don’t rape me. ‘Don’t’ means ‘no’."