WEBB'S XTREMist MAKEOVER
Jim-no-longer-fighting-Webb turns to Hollywood for advice on creating a softer, gentler Jim.
DNC says I need a makeover.
Try a different hat.
Does this one make me look taller?
No.
How's this?
Good. Now work on the eye contact.
Whip off the glasses.
When do I blink?
You're creepin' me out.
Sorry.
Those are lady glasses.
Just kidding.
OK. Think ROCK STAR!
Give me a YEEEEEOOOOOOW!
YEEEEAAARRRRRRRGH!
You're good to go.
Where?
DNC says I need a makeover.
Try a different hat.
Does this one make me look taller?
No.
How's this?
Good. Now work on the eye contact.
Whip off the glasses.
When do I blink?
You're creepin' me out.
Sorry.
Those are lady glasses.
Just kidding.
OK. Think ROCK STAR!
Give me a YEEEEEOOOOOOW!
YEEEEAAARRRRRRRGH!
You're good to go.
Where?
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