From Gawker: apparently the buskers in Grand Central Station are much more interesting than the ones in Waterfront, especially since Jill Hennessy made it big.
From Gawker: apparently the buskers in Grand Central Station are much more interesting than the ones in Waterfront, especially since Jill Hennessy made it big.
Former Neverland Ranch visitor?
Makes me wonder if there’s a mini-Kiss out there somewhere. But of course there is. In fact there are at least three.
But hopefully no mini-Britneys.
Channeling Rodney Dangerfield here . . .
“Hey, he’s so short, the kids molest him!”
Ba-dump!
But boy that little squirt can move, eh? Wish I could dance like that. At least there’s no danger of Michael becoming interested in ME.
Gawker pointed out he’s not babyfaced enough for the Gloved One. Lucky him.
That scotch was good last night, by the way.
Better’n Jesus juice, as a matter of fact – not that I’d know anything about Jesus juice . . .
I didn’t even have any and I know eighteen-year-old Scotch is good. That’s a rule of mine. My boyfriends and my Scotch should be at least eighteen.