Sometimes I just wish I was a famous person just to piss off journalists. I'd be so good at it. They'd have a field day calling me a nutter who hates everyone except his own balls.
I'm still waiting for a driver to come up and before answering a question do a John Wayne type of move, looking the journalist in the eye for a second, leaning to the side and spit, looking up again, look around and just say something like “Life is tough, but it's tougher when you're stupid.” and leave it there, without actually answering anything.





Damn Lewis gets to hit that one day i tell you one day i'll sneak into her thongs 





