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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