I dreamt I was an armadillo

movieoftheday:

Walter: I want you to wear the belly.
Bianca: Daddy, no!
Walter: Not all night. Just around the living room for a minute so you can understand the full weight of your decisions.
Bianca: I am perfectly aware —
Walter: Listen to me. Every time you even think about kissing a boy, I want you to picture wearing this under your halter top.
Walter: You are so completely unbalanced.
Kat: We’re going now.
Walter: Alright, wait a minute. No drinking. No drugs. No kissing. No tattoos. No piercings. No ritual animal slaughter of any kind. Oh god, I’m giving them ideas…