If I Were an Existential Detective
The last fortune my dad got when he went out for Chinese was *“Make sure your rubber bands are all in a row”*.
That makes my head feel like that scene in I Heart Huckabee’s when Jason Swartzman and Mark Wahlberg are hitting each other in the head to feel pure being.
Did anyone else find our little Max Fisher all grown up and really hot all of the sudden? If I were an Existential Dective I really would have had to point that out to him.