It's that time again--time for a movie quote. S o here it is:
My father worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium, a master.
And another from the same movie:
Only one thing in the world could've dragged me away from the soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window.
Totally obvious, I know. Awesome movie that I cannot get Chuck to sit through and I would've thought he'd love it!