You know your balls taste great when an ice cream is named in their honor. Congratulations, Alec Baldwin!
If that’s not a mo-cap suit, but rather a costume, then the costume designer ought to be executed where he or she stands.
Who ever they pick to play him, they’ll have to skinny him up in post.
Seriously. How many kids are you friends with?
We’re about to find out that Ventnor Avenue isn’t really a place, per se, but more like a state of mind.
Now you say his name three times and he appears as a crassly commercial version of himself played by Russell Brand.
Prepare the body double!
Will he wear a fat suit?
Oops. I meant you SHOULD worry.
They were tired of being relevant anyway.
But that’s almost a month AFTER Grandparents Day!
They’ll have to find comfort in their Grammy Awards.
I wish David Lynch were my grandpa.
Reel hotels. Real reviews.
All that’s left to do is hire stunt doubles.
Remember Ryan Reynolds? He’s still alive!
David’s weakness will be his chipmunk teeth.
Is Depp up for playing a slurry, drunk character across multiple sequels?
Well, she can’t get arrested in Hollywood…
If only these stories actually happened, Nancy would have no time for DWTS…
What better way to spend your time off than by watching others work?
But is he deft with a hammer?
In all fairness, there’s not much else to do in Cleveland.
Stop him before he turns into George Lucas!!
Katniss shows off her hunting skills.
Poor Paul Rudd.
No, Kenny Rogers is not involved.
It’s not zombies, but it is dead people coming back to life. Wait. How is that not zombies?