Then I remember another law that says
fat dumb guys are always likable, so I'm really trying my best, and I pretend to laugh once or twice, but it's hard.
And then the Yankees, those assholes in pinstripes, those
fat cats of baseball, those gloved wolves of Wall Street, those ring - laden New Yorkers, ripped Cleveland Hope out of the sky and twisted its head off, like the bad
guy who breaks into Harry and Lloyd's apartment in
Dumb and
Dumber and kills their bird.
Evolution plays like a sequel to itself, revealing its desperation in both its seen - it - before gags (don't miss the
dumb fat guys) and its dependence on budget - bursting special effects.