I’m chatting with a friend of mine. And he’s talking about someone he’s less than happy with, and how he would like to someday beat him into the pavement. Goes a little something like this:
Him: But not before a montage of me working out and learning to fight, 80′s style.
And then simultaneously:
Me: Even Rocky had a montage. montage
Him: We’re gunna need a montage. montage
Indeed.