George Clooney Is A Funny Liar
In an interview with Newsweek’s Nicki Gostin, actor-director George Clooney has finally revealed the special grooming habits that may have helped him in being named People magazine’s “Sexiest Man Alive” for the second time in ten years.
From Newsweek:
You seem like a regular guy. Any special grooming habits?
I wash my face with a bar of soap. And I cut my own hair.How do you do that?
With a pair of scissors.I mean, how do you cut the back?
Something sticks out and you snip it. Though once in a while a buddy will say, “Dude, you need someone to cut your hair.”
Given George Clooney’s notoriously dry sense of humor, it’s always difficult to tell whether he’s being serious in an interview or whether he’s just joking. Take, for example, the time he said he did all his own singing in “O Brother, Where Art Thou?” or that other time he denied being a caveman from the year 1000 BC who once clubbed a time traveler to death over a device with lots of blinking lights on it. He may have been clearly lying in both instances, but that still didn’t stop millions of people from believing that he was one hell of a country singer or that he was born in the 20th century.
In this case, however, it should be clear to everyone – even you, John – that George is not being at all truthful here and is simply trying to be funny. Yeah, I know. I can’t stop laughing either. But do you want to know what’s really funny? The fact that George is rich enough to wash his face with a bar of gold, but instead chooses to wash it with the hearts of young Republican children because he thinks it will help him look younger.
Well, ha, ha, ha, George. The joke’s on you. You still look like shit and I know the whereabouts of all the bodies. Call me.
Source: [Newsweek]








As any democrat can tell you, wishes just don’t come true. Instead, they just fester inside your head like a boil of bad ideas until you finally snap one day and find yourself writing love letters to Jodie Foster or trying to save all of New Orleans with a red cup. And if wishing is indeed that pathological then someone really needs to find George Clooney as soon as possible because I think he’s about to play God.

