As I see Ellen Page here and JUNO, I think I should take a minute to thank DNfromMN for all of his reviews. I know many of you read them and enjoy them, and he works really hard on putting them together while juggling a million other activities. Thanks for doing it. Now, with all that being said, I don't see Ellen Page as a stripper. Not saying I wouldn't enjoy seeing her strip, but I just don't see it in her. Maybe if she wore something different to the after party.
Hmmm. Maybe. I think I would have to see her hanging from a stripper pole first though to really get a clear picture of her in my mind.
Adrian Grenier and his mom Karesse passing out meals to the homeless and hungry in Brooklyn. Again with the damn Netflix. I get it. You are kind and considerate which is why you are taunting all the homeless people by saying, “if you ever get a job, a house, and a tv with dvd player, make sure you rent from Netflix. Oh, and you need to cough up the dough for internet also.
Venus Williams at her graduation party. At my college graduation party, it wasn't sponsored by anyone. There was plenty of booze, but definitely not gin. Lone Star yes. Gin, no.
Notice that Nicolas Cage has conveniently forgotten to wear his wedding ring as he cuddles up to Diane Kruger. Diane should know for next time that tails usually go in the back.
Lynda Carter can tie me up with her invisible rope anytime.
It had been a very long time since Santa got a blow job.
Ryan Reynolds does thoughtful.