Lifestyles of the rich and the famous

A post like this deserves a follow-up, I suppose, so it is without further ado that I would like to publicly state that while my mullet-sporting, taxi-driving, likely-inappropriately-commenting uncle recently got duped by this guy, he did not make it to the big screen.

(Sigh.)

If you're my brother, this news is heart-wrenching.

If you are me, you can now banish all horrifying images of watching the whole movie next to Grandma.



...And, hey, look, I made it here!* Which is almost as cool, right?


*I would like to point out that the banner above the linked photo is an ADVERTISEMENT. So no, I am not part of KC Speed Dating nor did I attend Manicures and Martinis. In case you were wondering.