Holy shit. Apparently he's asking all us hacks how to fight terrorism. While Richard Gere is telling the man's country how to prevent AIDS. Does Mr. Oompa Loompa have a cush job or what?
Everyone knows the way to fight terrorism is to kill all the bad people so only the good, God-serving people are left. At least that's what George Bush and the Taliban lead us to believe.
And Richard Gere should be giving this guy hair styling advice and the name of a Hollywood brow waxer.
And just reading that Richard Gere met with sex workers made me all hot and bothered. That many can make a pair of jeans sing. Did he demonstrate how to use the condom?
Oh Lord yes, Richard Gere. Jeans. Mmm-mmm. He did a movie shoot in my hometown when I was in college and it required quite on the "set" (a busy downtown street they'd cordoned off) and everyone watched Richard do the scene and it was perfect and the director said so and then everyone went nuts, and Richard Gere put his hands together in a namaste to the crowd and then bend down and touched his forehead to the ground theatrically for good measure.
It is the closest I have ever come to swooning in my entire life.
Just like the Oompa Loompa song says, "I've got another riddle for you..." Ah, the luxury of being rich and crazy and looking any damned way you please.
Everyone knows the way to fight terrorism is to kill all the bad people so only the good, God-serving people are left. At least that's what George Bush and the Taliban lead us to believe.
And Richard Gere should be giving this guy hair styling advice and the name of a Hollywood brow waxer.
And just reading that Richard Gere met with sex workers made me all hot and bothered. That many can make a pair of jeans sing. Did he demonstrate how to use the condom?
Oh Lord yes, Richard Gere. Jeans. Mmm-mmm. He did a movie shoot in my hometown when I was in college and it required quite on the "set" (a busy downtown street they'd cordoned off) and everyone watched Richard do the scene and it was perfect and the director said so and then everyone went nuts, and Richard Gere put his hands together in a namaste to the crowd and then bend down and touched his forehead to the ground theatrically for good measure.
It is the closest I have ever come to swooning in my entire life.
That is all.
My brain is mush. The only lingering thoughts I had after reading this information were, "Hmmm, chicken tikka sure would be good for lunch."
Just like the Oompa Loompa song says, "I've got another riddle for you..." Ah, the luxury of being rich and crazy and looking any damned way you please.
He is my hero.
I've gotta hand it to Gere. He's giving it the old college try.