Family Farm Legacy Pillows

"Someday, son, all this will be yours..."

'You never met my father? Never mind, I'm turning into him!'

John W. Law., John W. Law Jr., Robert Law, Janet Law, Attorneys at Law

'Son, someday this will all be yours. Or Wal-Mart's. Whoever pays Daddy the most.'

A caveman kid sees his ancestor in a museum exhibit

"New money, Bobby, is old money that got away."

'Someday, son...all this will be Mine.'

'I think we're losing sight of our roots.'

'Son I want you to Follow in My Footsteps.'

"Son when I'm gone, all this will be yours!"

"Son, one day all this will belong to your tax office, your economy-hating environmental wackos and your corrupt political clowns."

'One day son, all this will be theirs'.'

'Someday, Son, this will all be your problem.'

'Of course, we're family-owned & operated in India.'

'As you know, your father liked the sport of Boxing...'

"My great-uncle Lupe owned a barber shop! He made a lot of money!"

"I don't want to be a king like Dad - I want to be a pirate like Grandpa!"

"One day son, all this will probably belong to some little floozy you'll marry."

'...and someday this will all be yours, Son.'

"One day, assuming that I don't flip out and massacre everyone down at the mortgage bank that's foreclosing on us, all this will be yours."

"Papi, why do we celebrate Memorial Day?"

"We could repair this one of a kind globe that has been in the family for many generations or just throw it away."

'Shakin' bacon.'

'You rejected my great grandfather and my father. I demand you recuse yourself!'

"One day Son all this will be yours."

"Someday son, this will all belong to a post-apocalyptic dystopian future."

"My kids may hate me, but my great-great-grandkids are going to love me."

Father Goldfish: 'One day Son, this will all be yours.'

Have you even thought of having children, Randy? Of course. I come from a long line of perfect specimens. Each successive generation is more charming, more virile, more irresistible than the last. HOJ. Logic dictates that I am not the end result, I am but a link in the evolutionary chain of Randies. I must reproduce eventually, for the sake of all mankind. How about you? I come from a long line of corporate overlords, each greedier than the last ...

"Growing old ain't for sissies, but at least I got to do all my lame-brained, half-witted stuff before the internet!"

'I've brought my son in to show him the office.'

"And this is the wedding ring worn by my grandmother."

"Hell, as Jean-Paul Sartre once said, is other peoples' inheritance tracks."

'Someday, son, all this will be yours...batteries not included.'

"Son, once your grandma wore these shoes. I wore them after her, and now I will give them to you because I think they fit your dresses perfectly."