But do I actually sound like this whilst watching Beyoncé?
Probably. So why the hell didn’t they cast me? I’m a ginger too and way, way better at the “Yaaasssssss.” And just FYI, instead of “love” I repeat “stop.” (Perhaps as in — in the name of.)
Finally, I don’t mind Anne Hathaway. She wouldn’t get me to break my trance. You know what would? A penis on the news.
Busy day on the old ‘net, you guys. And a great day for peens.