As the newfound brothers all bond around a campfire, they break out into song spontaneously, each singing a verse or two for our apparent pleasure about their hopes for meeting their dad. The most memorable/infamous zingers include "We'll search hand in hand for the taco tree" (Schneider), "We're gonna be just like birds of a feather, playing piano with our dicks together" (Terry Crews, yes, there's a black brother too), and "Why do I have tree nipples?" (Lautner). It goes on for about three minutes before finally coming to a much-needed halt, especially as Luke Wilson in particular looks massively embarrassed to be there.
Stay at home dad who spends as much time teaching his kids the merits of Martin Scorsese as possible (against the missus' wishes).
General video game, TV and film nut. Occasional sports fan. Full time loon.
