> That's why seven out of the twelve guys -- and they're all guys on the board, except for this one scary woman who used to be a man, but she's didn't take part in the lawsuit or support it, so thanks, Lisa -- on the board filed a lawsuit in the Southern District of New York saying that I was basically crazy and not acting in the best interest of my company.
I love this so much.
> You see that lady back there? I don't know if everybody up front can see it, but there's a really goodlooking woman in the back who's standing up and down and waving her arms. That's my personal assistant. Pepper. Everybody say hi to Pepper. She wrote the speech for me on the flashcards, asked me for my input, even let me write a couple of paragraphs. I totally went along with it. None of this is her fault. She's probably going to schedule me for a rectal exam tomorrow.
I'm not convinced Pepper would be waving her arms rather than burying her head in her arms (and I think "good-looking" is supposed to be hyphenated), but other than that this bit is so perfectly true.
> Yeah, this makes you uncomfortable doesn't it, mister? Imagine how I feel. It takes two blondes and half a bottle of whiskey to make it go away, and I'm getting a little tired of blondes. Maybe brunettes tonight. What do you think?
This whole speech is well-done with Tony's honesty . . . that isn't even vulnerability or bravado but just honesty . . . but this bit particularly stands out -- the balance of his awareness of what he's doing to his audience, the nod to his own wounds, and the bravado (I'm not sure that's quite the word I want) that belies what's underneath.
> Yeah, I didn't want to talk about this with you before, Pepper. Sorry. Easier to talk to with seven or eight thousand total strangers. And everybody on Youtube who'll be seeing this in fifteen minutes.
This feels true -- that it's so much easier to open up to anonymous masses than to individuals you actually have a close relationship with -- and I really like that he explicitly acknowledges that Pepper has wanted him to talk about this (with her) before and he's refused.
> If he ever wondered what we made was a good idea.
should be "wondered IF what we made," right?
> I've built a robot suit so advanced it lets me hit Mach 2 and outfly a F-22 Raptor, yet I can't get my personal assistant to sleep with me.
lol
> I waited until I had a car battery hooked up to my chest, until the man who had saved my life once by taking the shrapnel out of me and who saved it again by picking up a machine gun and running -- not walking, running -- towards his own death so that I could get out of there.
"I waited ... until the man who had saved my life ..." -- this is a sentence fragment
> You might not be able to change the world. You might not even like the world very much. But I waited. > Don't wait.
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I love this so much.
> You see that lady back there? I don't know if everybody up front can see it, but there's a really goodlooking woman in the back who's standing up and down and waving her arms. That's my personal assistant. Pepper. Everybody say hi to Pepper. She wrote the speech for me on the flashcards, asked me for my input, even let me write a couple of paragraphs. I totally went along with it. None of this is her fault. She's probably going to schedule me for a rectal exam tomorrow.
I'm not convinced Pepper would be waving her arms rather than burying her head in her arms (and I think "good-looking" is supposed to be hyphenated), but other than that this bit is so perfectly true.
> Yeah, this makes you uncomfortable doesn't it, mister? Imagine how I feel. It takes two blondes and half a bottle of whiskey to make it go away, and I'm getting a little tired of blondes. Maybe brunettes tonight. What do you think?
This whole speech is well-done with Tony's honesty . . . that isn't even vulnerability or bravado but just honesty . . . but this bit particularly stands out -- the balance of his awareness of what he's doing to his audience, the nod to his own wounds, and the bravado (I'm not sure that's quite the word I want) that belies what's underneath.
> Yeah, I didn't want to talk about this with you before, Pepper. Sorry. Easier to talk to with seven or eight thousand total strangers. And everybody on Youtube who'll be seeing this in fifteen minutes.
This feels true -- that it's so much easier to open up to anonymous masses than to individuals you actually have a close relationship with -- and I really like that he explicitly acknowledges that Pepper has wanted him to talk about this (with her) before and he's refused.
> If he ever wondered what we made was a good idea.
should be "wondered IF what we made," right?
> I've built a robot suit so advanced it lets me hit Mach 2 and outfly a F-22 Raptor, yet I can't get my personal assistant to sleep with me.
lol
> I waited until I had a car battery hooked up to my chest, until the man who had saved my life once by taking the shrapnel out of me and who saved it again by picking up a machine gun and running -- not walking, running -- towards his own death so that I could get out of there.
"I waited ... until the man who had saved my life ..." -- this is a sentence fragment
> You might not be able to change the world. You might not even like the world very much. But I waited.
> Don't wait.
*loves*