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John McCain's Cold War With Tina Fey
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11/03/08
Yeah and I'm never gonna believe Seth again when he tells me "Don't worry, I 'll keep an eye on dat playa for ya."
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Fear not, AA. Look at her averted eyes and retracted lips. She's barely controlling her gag reflex.
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Mickey Rourke never disappoints...he's a fabulous bucket of crazy, like all the truly great movie stars.
The mess he has allowed his visage to become is depressing, but luckily he's still got all his acting marbles.
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I miss my two grands.
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And a Phoenix acting weird? Doesn't add up.
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See: Jocelyn Wildenstein.
Whenever I see those crimes of plastic surgery, I always think: "Hello everyyyy-body... I'm Doctor Nick!".
And I always defer to legendary underground Australian band, TISM (This Is Serious, Mum), on all matters Phoenix...
[au]
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Joe six-pack - is that you?
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A twelve-pack? What the hell is he? A lizard?
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C'mon Scrolly... RRrrrrrrowwwwww. Whiskaz styling iz nice.
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Does that make a keg?
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ARGH. My eyes. Why do these people do it to themselves? I weep every time I see Nicole Kidman's expansive plasterboard forehead. And think, fondly, of her days in BMX Bandits.
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Yeah. Washed rind. Or, as I choose to call it - unwashed arse cheese. Although, it tastes extraordinarily good. So I'm not really comfortable about making that analogy.
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Yes, your "endless gear" maneuver is not to be forgotten anytime soon.
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Mum dead in heart-breaking circumstances. Dad out saving the world. Called 'Peaches', for fuck's sake. Poor child. And, for once, I mean that sincerely.
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I am a little off-colour today. Sometimes the sulphur fumes get to me. And the piercing screams of the tortured souls. No matter how much I invest in sound-proofing, it still manages to seep in. You know how it is - sometimes, no matter how much you love your job, you have those days when you question your chosen career path? It can break even the most hardened Devil's heart.
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I'll pay that.
Llama, your VIP all-access pass and front row seat in purgatory is waiting at the door.
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What I MEANT to say was... cut me some slack. I did post a very irreverent clip about River Phoenix below.
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Trust me. You really want to be in the VIP section down here.
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And don't be too hard on yourself. After all, you're not Satan. You're his avocado, which sort of cancels out the evilness. That duality must be very difficult to come to terms with. The beloved fruit/veggie that no one can resist, yet belonging to the most loathed deity possible.
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You are too kind, Llama. Few people understand my predicament. I battle with said dual nature daily. It's all I can do to fend off Satan and his evil minions who keep prodding me in the hope I'm ripe enough to whip up a bit of guacamole. No respect, I tell you.
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Now I'm fighting the urge to show my absolute nerdiness by referencing Kermit's "it's not easy being green." Instead I'll just say "you poor thing!"
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Who could blame her, Weegee?
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Angelina calling you, I mean. I'd call you too, if I had your number.
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(What's the "invite friends" option I just noticed in the upper right corner of the comment box? Is this new?)
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Oooo. Conflict of interest.
And, as to the 'invite friends' thingo? No idea. I'm going to give it a try right now. Prepare to be stunned.
Oh - no. Just tried it. It asks me to nominate friends who would be worthy Gawker commenters and promises them instant approval. I love my friends. But I wouldn't want to be held responsible for them, or what they may say. Too scary.
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