Kicking and Screaming Page #5

It's, like, what? 1:20?

It's almost cocktail hour.

Chet, tell - tell Grover we went to the Penguin.

Okay.

- Yeah.

- Wait. I just wanna see if they get the stain out.

It's a detergent commercial, Otis.

They're gonna get it out.

Yeah. But that's bicycle grease.

Unlike the other brand, that stain is gone-

Okay. Let's go.

Why do you think everyone

on the Knicks is dysfunctional, Dad?

Riley is not depressed.

Dad, that's silly.

Riley's happily married.

No, I think it's a successful marriage.

Look, I gotta go.

Okay.

Okay. We'll discuss this.

All right.

Okay. Bye.

"Was it the woman in lace-top thigh-highs?

"The chemise and wrap?

"The matte satin boxer pajamas?

"Or the Taylor strapless bra?

"He closed the catalog.

"Gower felt like he could

shout into Father's pillow.

And he never got her call. "

- Lester.

- I find this is Grover's most mature work to date.

The scene with the carrot peeler

really resonated.

The piece really had

a One Hundred Years of Solitude bent to it.

- Right.

- I'll give you one hundred years of solitude.

The prose is like the bastard child

of Raymond Carver.

Like Ray Carver meets Fitzgerald.

- Gail.

- When you think about it...

the main character

has a little Holden Caulfield...

crossed with Humbert Humbert...

and then in that sort of

pseudo Russian novel ilk.

I think it's Grover's best work to date.

Yes.

You're pretty.

I'd like to say first up that, uh...

the prose is remarkable.

It's beautifully written.

Uh, however, I've noticed that, uh,

the characters in Grover's stories...

spend all their time

discussing the least important... things.

Uh- You know,

like what to have for dinner or...

who's the best-looking model

in the Victoria's Secret catalog.

I don't know.

To me, the story just seemed slight.

It had the feeling of being

written in - in one night.

I - I think I said plenty.

Uh, perhaps something rubbed Ms. -

Hayworth.

Well, it seems I must have done something right

if Ms. Hayworth has reacted so strongly.

And this was a particularly hot issue

of Victoria's Secret.

They had to make some

very tough decisions.

You -You joke, but I really see nothing wrong

with dealing with the important subject matter.

All that thought and energy

put into Saturday morning cartoons.

I - I think its depressing.

Max. Max. Max. I put my hand in my mouth after

I touched all that money. Can that be bad for you?

Of course.

That's how germs are spread.

- Chet. Two pitchers, please.

- Sir.

So my feeling is we're like a club.

A bunch of guys hanging out all the time.

- We should have a name.

- What do you have in mind?

I don't know. Something that won't

sound so stupid, look good on a satin jacket.

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