Weed: Find something that really fascinates you. It could be broccoli.
Weed: Is painting really your fascination?
Weed: Really? Out of everything in life?
Weed: I like these cork handles. I planted a cork tree in my neighbor’s yard.
Whillier: In your neighbor’s yard?
Weed: I had to! I built a fence and had to take down two of their trees. It was earth day too.
Sure as hell isn’t Roa.
Weed: *Interrupts Reid to go on an eight hour rant about Illy coffee*
Shen: How is my H?
Weed: It’s awfully wide.
Shen: Are you saying it’s awful!?
Weed: No, I’m saying it’s awfully wide.
Weed: It’s better to be awful than awesome.
Weed: Would you rather be full of awe, or some awe?
Weed: There will be ten milestone reviewers coming around and looking at your work.
Don’t be nervous.
Weed: Thinking too much without making is dangerous.
- Weed: Eleanooooor Rooooosevelt.
*talking to computer*
Weed: Oh stop with the spiderman thing. It’s ridiculous.
Weed: Is it possible to wonder about something if you believe it? Life is too wonderful to believe.
Estevez: I’m certain.
Weed: That’s scary.
Estevez: I’m positive?
Weed: I’m scared of my own shadow.
Weed looks at Whillier’s serifs and notices a GDSA poster above it.
*tears poster down and tosses it*
Weed: I can’t work with this sh*t here. It’s like listening to music with chainsaws.