Showing posts with label The Graduate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Graduate. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Just like the fuckin' Boy Scouts


What are you up to, farmboy?

Well, I'm glad you asked. I just may have discovered the secret to...to the universe or something. Anyway, it's important. It's all in one word.

Plastics?

Plastics? What are you fuckin' talking about?

The Graduate.

Oh, I see. A movie reference, eh?

So don't keep me in suspense, farmboy. What's the secret?

I can't tell you.

Why?

It's a secret. (leans back, laughing)

No, seriously, I think the secret of things maybe be planning. I mean, also being prepared and shit. Just like the fuckin' Boy Scouts. But planning -- actual thinking out what you're gonna do and how you're going to do it -- that's something that feels right to me. I need to plan, man.

And so you will, farmboy.

And so I will.