Jack Nicholson looks like some kind of myopic rodent or an ass cheek or something. In a loveable kind of way. He's like the monster you find at the bottom of the slimey tunnel at the end of your fantastical quest. Like a glacially slow-moving smart mouth giant slug with hair. Like your grandad. If your grandad was a sewer-manatee.
And I sneeze and I sneeze and I sneeze.
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
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