And the Award for Best Supporting Actor to a sausage goes to…ME. Even the soft focus they have me in can’t unseat my glory.
Here is an important breakdown of all the roles: the lady is my wife and the bearded bro is my brother. His kids are my niece and nephew. What’s interesting is that my white brother has an Asian daughter which makes me wonder if he was sleeping with my Asian wife. I tried to channel all this marital angst into my role and I think it shows.
Here’s what a celebratory flyer for a “First Day of Donna Summer Eve Party” looks like.
Barry Tattle doesn’t give a damn about Wi-Fi. The only “Fi” that excites him is “Hi-Fi”. (And yes, Barry considers both the stereo and lady leg to be Hi-Fi…good thing they put a camera where they did or I would have had to report this image to the Scandal Society.)
This loving still shows the gravity of the acting roles that come my way.
I imagine it must be tough to be a supporting actor to a dog or horse in a movie. Yesterday, I was forced to be a supporting actor to a sausage that was in a gloriously sharp and lit foreground while I was sucking my thumb in a dim, soft-focus background.