I know that title seems like I'm being a little bitter about the situation, but I'm actually gloating. Yeah, I was there in Santa Monica the other night at the Santa Monica Museum of Art, so what? Christina Hendricks was at a promotional event for Johnnie Walker Platinum and I was there like a ninja serving everyone food and drinks. My insatiable love for food and large breasts brought me there and unfortunately, I couldn't decide exactly which one I wanted more, so I just ran away back home in tears and forgot to serve them dessert by mistake. Whatever. I believe I did some good. I could have poisoned everyone, except for Christina, of course, and taken her away to some exotic locale. I could have given her a sleeping concoction in her whiskey and taken her back to my place, but I didn't. I remain a gentleman. A creepy gentleman, but a gentleman, nonetheless. Anyway, take a look at the fanciness and the gorgeousness below.
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