I worked in Toronto for two days. And by work I mean sit in a trailer for 15 hours, say two lines, and leave.
Cheaters never prosper, unless they get away with it.
Sometimes my mind wanders; other times it leaves completely.
I fell asleep watching the country music channel and woke up racist.
If you offer me a starring role in a movie, I have no interest.
Something horrible happens and I try to make it funny. It's really a tortured life. You go to a salsa bar, at your local burrito stand, and you know, you think "how can you make a joke about this?"