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Well I Never Saw That One Coming

So the other night the husband and I are talking. Well, I was talking as I am prone to do. A lot. For whatever reason, I was wondering what actor or actress, alive today, would he want to spend the day with, just hanging out, have a couple beers maybe, talk about stuff.

My first choice is Christian Bale though I know for a fact I would lose my shit in front of him and have to excuse myself to change my underwear. Just saying. Kevin Smith, while hot in his own right (rawwr!) would make me have to change my underwear because of laughing too much and we all know how I like to laugh a lot and pee through underwear and pants. I should bring an extra change of clothes. If he brought Jason Mewes? Shit, I would be rendered speechless and an indescribable puddle of various body fluids.

Perhaps the husband should look into this. Again, just saying.

So, I volley the question to the husband. What actor or actress would you want to hang out with for a day. He thinks on this for a couple minutes while I also throw out James Dean (I know he's dead, I'm the one asking the question here). Then I get his answer. Do you want to know what his answer is? Really? Ok.

Kelsey Grammar

Discuss. And, who would you hang out with if you had the opportunity?

Comments

Anonymous said…
tim curry. but from 1975.

:)

~geo

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