Since I've been in a bad way for the last couple of weeks, I figured it'd be a good time to throw a PAXTON BOMB all over my front page to cheer myself up:
That's better. I thought I might mash it up, and turn this into a Paxton-Tommy Wiseau match, but that man deserves another post entirely. So, what else have you got, Bill?
Nice. I think I'm starting to crack a smile. But what I really need to see is lots of teeth and tongue.
Damn. You have no idea how many times my sister and I attempted that trick at family outings when we were kids (to the point that my mom would have to pack extra plastic cutlery everywhere we went). Now, gimme something I can snap my fingers to.
Love how you handed it to that bitch that dared compare you to Jimmy Buffet. Loved you as a punk in Terminator with the tire tread marks painted all over your face! And I especially love the fact that Big Love has been canceled (for your sake, not for Chloë Sevigny's) because now you can shed that boring, one-note, polygamous husk they kept you in all that time, and resume starring in every James Cameron film known to man.
Thanks, Bill. :)
Love.
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