Plan:
1) watch Old School (assuming I can find/buy it today) on my laptop. Yeah, sucks, but 15" is better than nothing - it is a 16:9 so it's not awful. Starting at 7ish.
2) go out to...
a Eat The Rich
b Cafe am Nordbad
c Tiefroush
d other?
OK, now for the Old School quotes:
Mitch: I wasn't looking for a girl like that.
Beanie: Well, Columbus wasn't looking for America, but that turned out to be pretty okay for everyone.
Beanie: What are you gonna get arrested for? Being awesome?
Frank: Do it again! Do it again! It tastes so good when it hits your lips
Beanie: Six weeks ago Abdul here had a one way ticket to an arranged marriage with a broad he never met in Bangladesh. Now he's crushing ass every Thursday night at our mixers.
Marissa: Listen, I'm sorry I didn't call you on your birthday.
Frank: My birthday? What do you mean?
Marissa: Yeah, last Thursday. Oh, you forgot your birthday, didn't you, Frank?
Frank: Damn it. I'm such an idiot.
Man at door: Hello.
Mitch: Yeah?
Man at door: I'm here for the gangbang...
Wedding Singer: [singing] Fuckin' every now and then I fall apart and I need you now tonight. I fuckin' need you more than ever.
Frank: I see Blue, He look's glorious!
Frank: You're my boy, Blue!
Mitch: ...all of these fucking people!
Beanie: Whoa! Whoa! Why the F-ing? Why in front of the kid? All ya gotta do is say "earmuffs" to him, and you can say "Fuck, shit, bitch."
Frank: Cock. Balls.
Mitch: At this point, you might be asking yourself, 'why am I holding this 30lb. Cinder block in my hands? You might also ask yourself, 'why does this cinder block have a long piece of string tied to it? And finally, why is the other end of this string tied securely to your penis?
Frank: Anything? Well, uh I guess I, deep down, am feeling a little confused. I mean, suddenly, you get married, and you're supposed to be this entirely different guy. I don't feel different. I mean, take yesterday for example. We were out at the Olive Garden for dinner, which was lovely. And uh, I happen to look over at a certain point during the meal and see a waitress taking an order, and I found myself wondering what color her underpants might be. Her panties. Uh, odds are they are probably basic white, cotton, underpants. But I sort of think well maybe they're silk panties, maybe it's a thong. Maybe it's something really cool that I don't even know about. You know, and uh, and I started feeling...what? what I thought we were in the trust tree in the nest, were we not?
Beanie: Well, let me be the first to say congratulations to you man; you have one vagina for the rest of your life. Real smart man.
Beanie: Well why don't you give me your number in case anything happens to my wife.
Frank: I was wondering if you wanted to get some ice cream or perhaps a meal of food?
Beanie: Max, can you earmuff for me? We are going to get so much ass here, it's going to be sick. I'm talking like crazy boy band ass.
Mitch: Sorry, your seatbelt seems to be broken. What do you recommend I do?
Cab Driver: I recommend you stop being such a faggot. You're in the backseat
Mitch: True love is hard to find, sometimes you think you have true love and then you catch the early flight home from San Diego and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blindfolded like a goddamn magic show ready to double team your girlfriend...