(image credit: Col. Robert Neville Always Dresses For Dinner)My dear friend Col. Neville doesn't channel Mark Twain and Hunter Thompson. He TRUMPS them.
Wrap your taste buds around THIS:
"Dear sports, I watched the freakish nine-minute clip on YouTube, now on Gawker, of Tom ‘Not Joseph Goebbels’ Cruise, talking about the bog-standard whacko crap of Scientology. ...
"I also dug the ones with Tom wearing the ‘Flavor Flav’ medallion cum Super Thetan Award from a box of Cracker Jacks. Dig Tom’s little ‘Sieg Heil’ to the big wall painting of L. Ron Hubbard, done in the style of early 1970’s backstreets of Manila. Yep, real discerning judgement, subtle sense of style and taste there, Tom. Just like some of ya movies."
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Hahahahahahaha! And that's just a snippet! I bow. I debase myself. I grovel at the feet of Tom Bombadil with a twist.
Did I mention (more than once) that I have a monster crush on the Commander of Cool?
