How near are we to this? Perilously, I suspect. Insert here which ever old saw you like about truth and fiction.
Also from YouTube, this soon-to-be-classic scene from Weeds in which the ever-candid Uncle Andy tutors his recently self-aware nephew on the techniques of the only acceptable form of love these days. I can just picture Gilbert Highet turning around in his grave with the ferocity of the Tasmanian Devil. (For the record, about the sock reference: lad in scene was caught earlier in the episode disposing of the evidence down the toilet.) Any chap out there not mortified by this is almost certainly an Uncle Andy himself.
Also from YouTube, this soon-to-be-classic scene from Weeds in which the ever-candid Uncle Andy tutors his recently self-aware nephew on the techniques of the only acceptable form of love these days. I can just picture Gilbert Highet turning around in his grave with the ferocity of the Tasmanian Devil. (For the record, about the sock reference: lad in scene was caught earlier in the episode disposing of the evidence down the toilet.) Any chap out there not mortified by this is almost certainly an Uncle Andy himself.
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