James Woods at Commerce
James Woods came in late this afternoon with his fourteen-year old girlfriend. She was wearing a dress the hemline of which was above my head (literally and figuratively). He sat down at the table behind mine, and I craned my neck a bit to get a look at both him and her, as she had a delightful case of nippleoni going on. At which point my neigbor says to me, "Hey, you should pay attention to our game, that's not for you, that's for movie stars."
He was right on all counts. Except for Sklansky.
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