You have no idea how hard it is. Everyday I go paparazzi hunting, and try and get them to take my picture. But they don’t want my picture. “You’re not famous enough”, they say. “Rihanna dresses better than you”, they say.
Come on, lovely grey face, I’m not ruiner of lives. I’m a life improver. I brighten the days of my fangirls by doing so many brilliant movies. Also I just got out of the bath, so I’m that handsome
Oh, aren’t you lovely. Of course I will marry you. Are you a blonde lingerie model?
Well, love, I’m a Huston. Flawless runs in the family. It practically gallops.
Maybe I did, and maybe I didn’t.
Why are my fangirls so cruel. Anyway, I would enjoy more questions. I’m ready to leak nude pictures.
I’m not sure I should answer that, I don’t want to seem douchey or anything.
My Sundays are always perfect. Basically they consist in petting kittens, having breakfast with my girlfriend (who’s a lingerie model), reading scripts where my role is ridiculous and absurd, and endlessly admiring my face in a mirror.