
“Yea, though I walk through the valley… and parts of West Hollywood and Beverly Hills, I will fear no casting director, for my work as Albert Wesker precedes me, and thy fans and conventions comfort me.”

“Yea, though I walk through the valley… and parts of West Hollywood and Beverly Hills, I will fear no casting director, for my work as Albert Wesker precedes me, and thy fans and conventions comfort me.”

500 channels will eventually rot your brain. Why would you do that to yourself? Just turn off your, um, cable box or satellite dish? And crank up the healthier option: your DVD player! I’ve got two DVDs worth of chuckles to plaster your plasma with (or liven up your LCD… or calm your Cathode Ray Tube?).

Last week, I entered a recoring studio expecting to do one radio spot and ended up doing twelve. “A campaign?” I greedily wondered. Not quite. Indeed, a campaign, but not like my last, true love…

If you like your comedy marinated in raunchy, sprinkled with wacky and served with a side of skewered PC ideals, then have I got a movie for you!
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