Monday, February 28, 2011

And the Oscar for Best Presenter goes to . . .


. . . Kirk Douglas.

Let me just say this: I want to live to be 94 years old. And at age 94, I want to be screwing with the minds of a bunch of people half my age.

I also want to be funnier by half than all the people half my age
(or a third my age) trying in vain to follow my act.

And I want to be flirting with all the young gals.



AND I'D LIKE to think I had some small role in causing one of them to drop the F-bomb on live, worldwide television.

Just like Kirk Douglas.

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