Now for the "How the f*ck?" portion of the day. This one amazes me. I mean, I loved David Lynch back when he was the chic thing for people on the fringe to be into. I own "Twin Peaks" on DVD and can't thank him enough for bringing the hotness that is/was Sherilyn Fenn to America's full attention (although I'd watched her in that masterpiece of skateboarding glory, THRASHIN', years before).
I have to ask... how the f*ck do you get the opportunity to sit down with Lynch and how the f*ck does the topic come around to him asking if you'll take off your panties so that he can put them in his mouth? Because as odd as it might be, I would've done exactly what little Miss Four Eyes next to him did. I would've handed my Vicky's Secret over to them in a heartbeat. Although I don't know if I could boast that they would've been as warm.
Now, the second part of the how the f*ck portion of today's program, children, is for me to ask if there's anyone who knows how I could get a pair of Fenn's undies. Because that's got to be a tasty meal indeed.