I know I promised more from the Bill and I, but things have been a little hectic. I came down with a little something. I had to go see a doctor. Let me tell you, I don't have a SAG (Screen Actors' Guild for you fucking morons) card, so I lack the insurance. And, well, I'm a fucking donkey-esque creature, so what doctor would I see? Vet? Doctor? I can tell you, I am a fan of Dr. Lucious Portocallis III.
He's a good man. He's been known to help a lot of struggling actors and sexy beasts, like Ernest Borgnine.
Monday, January 14, 2008
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