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Fred Garvin
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Nice Felicity appreciation, Neil's Dad.

Are you Spiner Femmes?

Don't forget The Laughing Policeman with Bruce Dern.

I'm not your uncle, step-cousin.

Is he a Sparky Lyle and Bill Lee-level kook?

Eegah! Eegah! Bonk bonk on head!

Johnny…
You can officially shut up. About anything. Ever. Plus, your acting job in The Filth and the Fury was bad, too.

No, but she has a pretty nice nightgown moment early in the film. Kinnear's character gets caught up in his windshield idea. Putz.

Of course…
God told me to write this. He's busy making sure rappers and pop singers win Grammy awards and athletes win championships.

Wow…
No love for Fred Williamson and Boss?

I second your motion, EDJ. I laughed out loud on your comment about Conrad Hall. It's true. I'm going to start using that.

When Burr picked up a fork, the theme from Ironside played.

I saw Sonny at Ravinia (Roy Hargrove's Crisol opened, also excellent) ten years ago and he wailed. He jammed a 20 minute version of St. Thomas that could have been longer.

What about…
Mira Sorvino?

I'm going to wear boots to bed with Lolita Davidovich. Gives me traction.

I'm gonna make Sally Field spill coffee on her desk and then…you know.

That movie where Jared Leto got fat and shot John Lennon.

I almost forgot. After the Chiefs get in the playoffs, I'll fuck the shit out of Charlotte Rampling, then call Sean Connery and say "Sloppy seconds."

I forgot about that moment in Emmanuelle, danrimage. Thanks for the reminder. Oh, and you're pretty OK, too.

Paul also asked "Would you like to buy…a monkey?"