I give her a lot of credit for showing up to the Razzie awards that year, holding her Oscar from "Monster's Ball." She seemed to have a really good sense of humor and fully admitted the movie was total shit.

Also I think Richard Pryor's coke dealer still gets a cut of that.

Virgil would definitely be his VP if you bought like, 2 of his signed pictures.

You guessed it: Frank Stallone.

I prefer to give my money directly to the Clintons. Bill will hook you up with some fuckin' dank weed for only like, $50.

Rob Schneider has some fucking incredible Seagal stories:

You act as though Christopher Walken isn't walking around in skintight green leaf-leather with flowing red hair RIGHT NOW.

Next he'll use the "I'm rubber, you're glue" argument. It's a very refined legal tactic first displayed in the case of "Jones vs. Yo Mama."

I actually served on a jury a few weeks back and holy fuck, let me give you some advice: If you wind up being charged with a crime and they offer a plea, TAKE IT. EVEN IF YOU ARE INNOCENT. You do NOT want your fate decided by 12 average citizens.

Get fucked, Leto.

Stephen Hawking as The Flash.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Hey check out John Grisham over here!

My master's degree is actually in FATTY FALL DOWN.

They should've settled it with a fist fight. I'd give Amber the edge.

I wanna go out trying to jump a jet ski from a lake into a swimming pool.

I love when Uma kicks the other chick right in the pussy.

Remember kids: Daddy drinks because you cry.

I hear you gotta tip the hooker an extra $200 for that.

Still not as bad as working for Lenny Dykstra: