They both love "Wet Hot American Summer." I knew we would get along well.
When discussing how to introduce me to his friends, they decide to just mention my name casually.
Kris: "What, you don't know Scott? We've been friends with him for like three years now. Haven't you noticed him?
Wade: "He's been our roommate for the past nine months."
Kris: "Scott is my brother for god's sake. I'm kind of offended now."
One of those had-to-be-there moments, I suppose.
While watching a TV show on Animal Planet about abused dogs being rescued by the ASPCA, we got to talking about Michael Vick (I finally know who he is).
Wade: "I think as punishment they should make Michael Vick fight eight... teen Rotweilers."
Kris: "And as a weapon he's only allowed like a giant flower."
Wade: "Like a sunflower or something."