Steven’s idea of what’s “Chill” may not be the same as yours. Or mine. Or your neighbors.
The important thing to remember is that opinions are just different. They’re not better or worse… until they get him killed.
In that case, they’d be worse, I guess.
When Clint Eastwood movies get noisy, you know that the things have hit the fan. And by things, I mean bullets. And by fan, I mean… everything.
Bad guys, good guys, cowboys, rustlers, presidents, airplanes, ropes, Clint himself, busses, cars, buildings… I’m sure you can think of other things that get shot in Clint Eastwood movies.
What were we talking about again?
Kara and Steve are such a cute couple, don’t you think?
Kara’s all energetic and driven, and Steven is… about to be crushed under that.
Adorable.
Awwwww. That’s sweet.
Hubris is still alive.
Nice, right?
Mrs. Biner, it seems, has been harboring a lifelong, if slightly outdated, ambition for her only child.
And, of course, Kara seems to have gotten the sense of it at a young age, and did what she does. She competed with it.
Didn’t drive it out of her head, though, I mean, she DID jump straight at the chance to settle down as soon as it presented it itself.
I don’t think Kara is especially nice to people who… well, people who can’t challenge her to a duel, really.
And when I say “duel”, I mean any competitive back and forth. Maybe Steven’s got the right idea… The only way to win is not to play.
…even when she calls you a bald, fat, chicken man.
I think we can assume that Steven has a really close, positive, and happy relationship with his parents.
Why does that seem so weird?
I mean, it IS weird. Isn’t it?
I imagine that there are people who enjoy discovering what cheap time slots Peter has his commercials in, just so they can be horrified at them.
There was a car repair place here years ago who ran their ads at, like, 4:30 a.m. They were great. They guy was all dressed up in a very fine suit, standing in front of a green screen talking as fast as he could so he could tell you as much as possible in 30 seconds. Behind him were flashing scenes of cars in various states of disrepair. What made the commercials funny is, in rapid-fire delivery, the guy said, “We specialize in foreign cars, we specialize in American cars, we specialize in body work, we specialize in painting,…” and on and on… They specialized in everything they did. By the end of it, even people who let language just flow over them with no thought woke up enough to go “Hang on, dude. Maybe go look up the word “specialize””
Think of Peter Enis Wang doing that kind of commercial, along with wildly misinterpreting what his inventory might be, and you’ve got it.
Dang. Now I’ve gotta make sure we see his commercials here.
Oh, good. Hubris got his fish, Mr. Biner and Steven are going to have some Appleby’s and Kara is going to… No, she’s not getting smoked ribs.
Someone else’s ribs are likely to get smoked now, I bet.
At least Steven’s foot isn’t being left behind.
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