No, Lilly, you don’t get it. As a dad, he knows everything, about everything. But as a shopper, well, let’s just say the alarm should go off when he comes in to the store.
Look, no dad knows how to shop for a girl. You know what my dad gave me for my last birthday? A savings bond. You can touch it, you can feel it, but you can’t spend it. Pointless.
Because I don’t want to hurt his feelings. You should see the look on his face when he gives it to me and says, “I picked this out special for you, bud.”
Well you know, I don’t think I can take another one of his looks or another one of his presents. There’s gotta be a way to stop him from shopping again.
A couple. First, what the hecky is a herky? Second, if one is called a pompom, does that make two of them, pompompompoms? [turning to a "thinking" pose] These are the questions that haunt me.…
Good job. When I asked you to bring it, you brought it! Now take it over there. Next is Lilly Truscott. The next minute of my life is yours. Don't waste it.
You might be good at football, you might be good at track, but when it comes to basketball you might as well step back. Come on, step back. Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh! [Does cartwheels.]
Times like this, you remind me of your mom. [sits down at table] Look, Mile, I know those girls don't always treat you right, but sinking down to their level just isn't the answer.
