His publicist blamed jet lag for his behavior. All I have to say is, I'll have what he's having. In addition, I would sit next to him on a couch any day of the week no matter how "jet lagged" he was; even if that meant I'd have to listen to him reminisce about wearing that pink tank top in the Kokomo video. I would even take one for the team and lick his scruffy face. That's just me, though. I'm a giver like that.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
He's the prettiest hot mess I've ever seen
Posted by House of Jules at 10:16 PM
Labels: Pop Culture Vulture, What not to do
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