Tim Quote #345
Quote from Tim in Luck Be a Taylor Tonight
Tim: Before we go, let's take one last look at this fender. Boy, that hard work paid off, Al. We applied 120 coats of lacquer. Mm-mm-mm.
Al: "We", Tim? Well, you did the first coat of lacquer. I did the next 119.
Tim: Well, like I said, between us we applied 120 coats. You know, this fender reminds me of a good marriage. Stick with me on this one. All you see on the outside is a shiny lacquer finish. You don't know about the hard work that went into it. Like a good marriage. You see a good marriage on the outside but you don't know about the hard work that went into it. The enamel finish and the marriage both need hard work and dedication to make them come out right. The only difference is... you want your mother-in-law to steer clear of your marriage. But right in front of your fender. Just kidding, Nana. Well, that's it for me, Tim "The Tool Man" Taylor with my buddy, Al, saying so long. See you next time.
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Quote from Jill
Jill: Robbie, can I give you just a little piece of advice?
Robin: No.
Jill: Well, you're gonna hear it anyway. Marriage is about one thing - compromise. And guess who gets to do most of that?
Both: We do.
Jill: It's 70-30. Unless you count childbirth, and then it's 97-3.
Quote from Jill
Jill: Now, listen, you need to learn to let some things go, because you know you make everything such a big deal. Just eliminate the things that drive you the craziest.
Robin: Well, that would be Charlie. He is such a slob, Jill. He leaves his clothes on the floor, his wet towels on the bed. I wish he was more like Tim.
Jill: Hah!
Robin: At least Tim helps you out around the house.
Jill: Well, of course he does. I trained him. Without me he'd still be in the backyard eating out of a trough.
Robin: How did you train him?
Jill: Well, first I got rid of the trough.
Quote from Wilson
Tim: How do women and men even stay together?
Wilson: It has to do with barbed wire, Tim.
Tim: [inquisitive grunt]
Wilson: As a boy I used to spend summers at my Uncle Leonard's farm, and at the edge of his property he had a huge oak tree. Running through the middle of that tree was an old barbed-wire fence.
Tim: It went right through the tree?
Wilson: Right through the middle of the tree. When a tree is planted close to a fence, it has nowhere to grow. As it expands and grows bigger, it extends over the fence and slowly envelops the wire. The two separate entities gradually become one.
Tim: Am I the tree or the barbed wire?
Wilson: Well, I don't think you're the tree, Tim. [Tim laughs] Ah, the point is, the two were joined without destroying the tree or losing the integrity of the fence. It's almost as if they belong together.
Tim: Like Jill and me.