When I think back to History class in high school I remember the awkwardly fat kid (he had a literal tire around his waist, but was ok everywhere else), the soccer player hot blond who cheated off the relatively smart boys, and a history teacher who had an enormous amount of chest hair and little concept of how to actually teach. My college memories of history are nonexistent, and somehow anger inducing. Point is, most of my history classes were so boring that I can’ remember anything from them. If only my history classes had involved scotch and George Michael (Michael Cera) from Arrested Development, I might actually remember something.
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the best part is when Michael Cera is pointing the gun at himself with a look like, “just wait for it, he’ll realize what he said in a second…”