Ok.  This scene just cracks me up.  So Bryan has been dealing with his very frugal father who did not want to break down and buy a new weed-eater.  Therefore, Bryan would end up in tears every weekend, completely frustrated by this machine refusing to work right.  One Saturday I looked out to the backyard to see this...

 Yes, that is a pair of scissors in his hands.  He proceeded to edge the entire back and front yards...with a pair of scissors.  That was preferable to dealing with the "darn, freakin' stupid weed-eater" (his words).  Since then, Mark finally elected to have the old weed-eater fixed (no, he still didn't spring for a new one).  Bryan is very happy to finally put down the pair of scissors.