So, I love the movie Napoleon Dynamite. It’s silly, clean and entirely quotable.
And my beloved steak plays a major role in this movie. It seems like the main characters are eating it in almost every scene.
This scene, in particular, makes me giggle like I’m 13 and at a slumber party. Check it out.
***In no way do I advocate hurling steak at anyone on a bike . . . wearing glasses . . . with a dork riding on the back.