Not usually. When I was younger I was a real autograph hound so I got good at playin it off legit.
Twice, though. Two times I remember being absolutely star-struck, and Kevin Barnes was one of those times. He was like a god to me then, and when he was 24 or so, before all the make-up and affectations, he was like an incredibly beautiful human being. No lie.
The other time was when I met Mandy Patinkin. If I remember correctly that man is eleven feet tall and can command the elements with the sound of his voice.
Post by Horned Fuckin' Gramma on Dec 1, 2010 16:00:39 GMT -5
That's cool. I was on six hits of acid when the hailstorm hit, and my only shelter was a cotton hippie skirt. I didn't make it to Saturday night, I spent the rest of that weekend in a hotel room watching Mary Kate & Ashley movies. So pube count or relative testicle size isn't something I'm burning to talk about in this case.