A fine fat finch, this one.
In other news, I met Corey Haim once, a lifetime ago. He came into the pharmacy where I worked, all shifty-eyed, looking for barbiturates. His prescription was sketchy, and he goes "I only have enough for 6. Can you pass me like 12, and I'll pay you back tomorrow?"
He asked Rob for 10 bucks, and Rob was like -'nope'.
ReplyDeleteHaim seemed like a twitchy douche.
ReplyDelete