I was all set for marriage and babies and stuff when I gave my prospective fiance the acid test. I played for her the Frogs. Now, in my book, any one that fails to see the genius of two straight brothers from Milwaukee who sing with angel wings about the joys of homosexuality...is no fiance of mine!

I'm kinda aiming for music, but... Maybe for you it's Napoleon Dynamite. Maybe it's Poodles. Maybe it's Cheesecake.

Friends IFF They Pass Your Acid Test??!!