Earl: All right, what what if I said, "I miss milkmen"?
Jay: Who doesn't miss milkmen? The glass bottle, little bow tie. What am I, an idiot? I don't miss milkmen?
Earl: Okay, well, then you think of something!
Jay: I'm not the one auditioning.
Earl: Okay. Here's something that represents my unique brand of thinking. When I fly, I like luggage fees.
Jay: Me too. Why should us carry-on folk have to foot the bill for those morons who don't know how to pack?!
Earl: Three weeks, I went from Edinburgh to Warsaw on two pairs of pants and a tam-o'-shanter.
Jay: I'm falling asleep.
Earl: I love naps!
Jay: Who doesn't? This is ridiculous!