Come on, who wouldn't want to kick Gallagher in the nuts? And who would want to listen to him yap while having a drink.
I'd drink with Borgnine too.
Who would you rather sit next to on a coast to coast flight: Tom Cruise, who does nothing but talk about his acting process or Oprah after a bucket of fried chicken and a family size side of beans?
Oprah. I'd have too much of an urge to punch Cruise in the face, and face the impending lawsuit. With Oprah and her gaseous ways, I'd just breathe through my mouf and ready the never-ending flurries of high-five's.
Smoke weed with Kristina Rose and her six Tritone buddies, or go to the Vet with Dana Dearmond with a long stay in the waiting room?
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