The funny thing about this is that it then would be a criminal act to mow the lawn or “abort” a growing grass seed…

Hey waiter! The crincly hairs are missing on my cookies!

What are you doing step cave?

Isn’t there like a toungue in cheek comment about that in the movie?

My grandfather actually had to share his own house with five other families in Bulgaria in the forties after the revolution.

Tadaaaa!

Uncle Pedro?

It makes me think about how many country artists it takes to change a light bulb…

Six. One to change the bulb while the other five sing about how good the old one was.