Dan:
so say "I'm gonna go park the car in Smurf-ese
Erin:
Ok I'm gonna go smurf park my smurf car.
Dan:
Amazing! You're wrong! I'm going to go smurf my smurf.
Erin:
Oh...
Dan:
Yeah
Erin:
Well that's stupid
Dan:
Well they're smurfs. They're fuckin idiots. And they're all dead now
Erin:
It's not an adjective it's a noun?
Dan:
Yeah you don't know what the fuck they're talking about. That's the whole point of smurfs. They make no smurf when they talk. They ask the question how strong is context? And they go over the line to the point where you're like "what are they talking about?"
Erin:
Honey the boss gave me a smurf today.
Dan:
Oh...fuck you or let's get married depending on what I find out later a smurf is. Yes exactly that's the whole thing. Smurf brush your smurf teeth. So adorable. I can't believe that's the extent of my power. That's what 12 years buys me. You'd think I'd have bigger arms or something. 12 years...you'd think I should have a unicorn or something instead of just some trivial knowledge about smurfs. No wonder I have anxiety attacks.