When I die, I too want to be defended in the metaphysical court of life by Rip Torn, though my one stipulation is that he has to be Artie from The Larry Sanders Show. Otherwise you can just send me the fuck back.
When I die, I too want to be defended in the metaphysical court of life by Rip Torn, though my one stipulation is that he has to be Artie from The Larry Sanders Show. Otherwise you can just send me the fuck back.
