Half of high society's better butt fucker assholes at H's wake looked like they were in dire need of a good PREPERATION H lubrication finger job.
Whereas Providentially confirmed by Tom Hanks' inspired work in progress about America's dead as a door nail MR. ROGERS movie.
Wherein all of the little movie's big publicity pix feature Hanks wearing his friendly neighborhood child molester pervert in a red state Republican lamb wool sweater.
["Republicans only want to kill the children!" Tom Hanks er all, 1993-1996.]
Posing on the steps of all those white trailer trash folks who voted a second time around for Trump in RAISING ARIZONA meets NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN meets LEPRECHAUN 3.
Whereas even Conan O'Brien is starting to look pretty long in the tooth these days, circa 2020.
Gregory Scott Relf's
TWO WITNESSES NEWSLETTER
PS SANDY: You're welcome. Always and forever your back door man.
Same thing goes for you Jennifer Aniston; no pay, no play.
PS KEVIN COSTNER: When I was throwing out all of my old books about Hollywood movie making, I suddenly saw your little 256 page book with a 39ish looking picture of yours truly with a JUST FOR MEN shampoo job on the front jacket.
Any thoughts about a physically transfigured remake of THE BODY GUARD?
If the money is right of course.
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