I am going to play the naked man dragged out of bed and Kate Upton or Jennifer Lawrence will play my girlfriend.
Just so long as the angelic Bella Heathcote is mine.
Some guy got dragged out of bed? I didn’t hear about that.
I’ll be the outraged guy in the gun shop shouting “WTF!?!?!?! DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO WAIT THREE MONTHS FOR A “PERMIT” TO EXERCISE MY RIGHT?”
Or maybe I’ll be the starry-eyed and disillusioned lib who stands on the corner, interviewed by the breathless bimbette reporter, who says “Gee...those two guys didn’t even HAVE a gun permit, did they...? But...but Barack said we’d be SAFER...”