Adam just slow danced to Beyonce on the last episode of Girls, and has effectively ruined me for any prospective real-world boyfriend.
This is the bar I am setting. You can’t date me unless you are crazy fucking Adam from Girls. Its a rule now.
Me: “Are you having breakfast cereal for lunch?!”
Boss: “What? No Shaun, I’m a grown up and grown ups don’t eat breakfast cer… *notices that I am eating Rice Bubbles for lunch*… oh… seriously?”
(Dan Fouts was a good quaterback, who never won a Superbowl)