You know Martin Freeman is at home pacing back and forth muttering,
"Fuck. Fuck. God fucking damn it, Benedict. I know that bastard is going to nominate me. That fuck. I’m already tiny. That fucking ice water is going to turn me into a polly fucking pocket."
I fucking hate Home Depot. Hate it! Because that’s where your childhood goes to die. It really is, it’s where your childhood goes to die. The second… the one day you go in to a Home Depot and you’re like, “Oooo knobs.” You’re dead. You’re dead inside. All of us have had that moment where we’re like, “That’s a cute little mailbox.” Bury your dreams ‘cause you’re not a kid any more.
As long as you remember that knob is also slang for penis and wind up having a gigglefit, you will never truly grow old.