I’m not ready to bury Peggy Carter yet. And I'm a little iffy on that exoskeleton type armor design for Crossbones. If he was as crispy as we saw in CATWS then wearing all that weight would be excruciating. But HYDRAs got the good drugs I suppose...

It’s a bit convoluted, but it’s about Ryan Gosling - and speed walking - so bear with me.

Fair enough. My apologies. It was nearly 20 years ago and things have changed. I loved the people.

Nice anecdotes but don’t need to shade how British people look like dead people. I drink enough water just fine.

Met Jodi Foster at a NYC restaurant. I was there with my dad, who only speaks italian. We’re huge fans of her. We approach her, I proceed to tell her that we’re such fans that “we called our cat Clarisse even though he has balls”. She laughs and then introduces herself to my dad in Italian. She was really pleasant…

Oldie but goodie: my father was the military liaison to the Bob Hope and Marilyn Monroe USO tour to Japan and Korea in 1954. He brought my mom along as a kind of hostess, mostly because she loved movies and Hollywood. Marilyn Monroe was amazingly charming and down to earth, went without makeup or a girdle when not on…

I vote for a Best Obviously Planned Celebrity Response:

Jamie Kennedy and Seth Meyers did a stand-up event at my college and one of my friends got Jamie Kennedy’s phone number so we met up with him, Seth Meyers, and the opening act afterwards. The opening act was a dick and I don’t remember his name but he’s definitely not a famous comedian so he’s just a no name dick.…

I don’t know if this counts as a bad celebrity story or not, but whatever.

Not really a rude celebrity story but a weird one I heard through the friendship grapevine...

Jim Cummings (the voice of Winnie the Pooh) hit on my girlfriend in his Pooh voice. Then a little while later I heard him talking about another girls ass in the same voice.

I live in a nowhere place in Washington state, and also painfully shy, so most of my encounters have been from others.

A car stopped about a foot short of sending me tumbling over its hood in a residential Toluca Lake cross walk a few years back, the driver blares the horn and flicks me off, I hurry across the street, the car’s windows were up but over the horn I hear in a muffled line of unintelligible screaming “FUCKER” as the car…

Nick Nolte tried to run me off the road in Malibu. He was clearly intoxicated, and he kept screaming, “You little cunt!” My proper little Korean mom just turned to me with a terrified expression and whispered, “Isn’t that man on television?”

SO excited! After all of these years and a glass of wine I can finally participate in the thing that is all holy, The Pissing Contest.

Tl;dr: Jared Leto, Terry Richardson, plaid, violation of personal space

It’s not a celebrity being a dick story, but it’s a story I will cherish forever.

Not a dick to me directly, but to my shitty ex. He deserved it.

Ellen Page. I met her at club in Culver in 2009. I had a black eye and she asked me how I got it. I told her I ran into a stop sign and she goes: “You’re supposed to stop at those.”

Not so much of a dick story, but close enough.