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Despite the kimono and the Shania Twain and stereotypes to the contrary, her dad is, unfortunately, heterosexual, and intent on remaining that way.
We didn’t play Barbies. We dressed them up and wrote their character backstories.”
It’s hard to say who has bigger dog energy: Logan or the actual dog.
They stop in the middle of nowhere to take a photo of real-life tumbleweed.
As a semiprofessional asshole, your little temper tantrum was farm league.”
“No, not hot diggity dog. The dog is very tepid.
“Why are you both wet and guilty-looking?”
“Are you really going to eat a shrimp po’boy at ten in the morning?”
“You look like you just performed oral sex on a Belgian waffle.”
Rosemary can’t believe she’s about to eat a meal that’s served with wet wipes.
Remy seems to transcend sexuality. Like Taika Waitaki.
All Rosemary can see is the fact that Remy kept a box filled with photos of Joe for thirty years.
“Your brain is an asset. Not a liability.”
“America is being a shady bitch, and I’m not going to her birthday party.”
Logan has been hoisted by her own horny petard.
If nothing can destroy you, Logan, then what’s the point?”
She’ll return to the South (just maybe not in July).
“I lived my life trying to avoid hurt and pain, and I ended up with pancreatic cancer at sixty. You could both guard your hearts for another thirty years, and you will still experience all the same hardship. We’re never truly safe. That’s life.”
Like every Greek dad she’s ever met, Yiannis foists as much food on her as she can stomach.

