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that poor poor woman.
omg that man scared me and I wasn’t even there!!
What? That was the cutest thing ever.
Oh, wait, that was the other one, with the baby and the ocean.
What, it sounded Australian? Of course it did, it’s a kangaJESUS CHRIST, MAN! …Now I know that there’s an even more animated fellow in the world than I am. And I thought I gesticulated too much when telling stories…
And by the behavior of the woman next to him, he’s told this story several times already in exactly the same way.
Total narm.
I watched the article on the tabloid TV show when it went to air he in Australia.
He is attempting to get a couple of neighbourhood dogs destroyed because he and a neighbour who speaks no English and who wasn’t translated (but interpreted by ‘someone who lives nearby’) thinks that they are dangerous (inlcuding a local politician who saw it as a chance to have a go at the ruling party at locla level).
It looked to me like the dogs were being victimised, but as I don’t live there I have no idea whether they are dangerous or not. I do think however that the guy is a fucktard.
He certainly struck me as a borderline nutjob.
he is the dingo that ate my baby.
Whatever his motivations, he won me over with his commitment to the role. I lost myself in the performance. For a moment, I BELIEVED I was looking at a dog. This, friends, is the magic of theatre.