That last post from you, Cody, opened up this whole world of imagination for me.
I present you, if I may, a scene where thousands of tears have been cried by Nebraska implant actresses who's dreams have been crushed...by Jerry Van Dyke.
Ditches dug into shallow graves for personal assistants who FOOLISHLY gave Jerry diet snapple instead of regular snapple, having been murdered by "his people".
Jerry Van Dyke on a segway, rolling onto the lot of Steven Spielberg's newest movie, halting production because he thought the set was neat and wanted to pretend he was a space alien and knock the set over.
...all heard to the call of "Don't you know who I am? I'm Jerry Fucking Van Dyke. My BROTHER was in Mary FUCKING Poppins! Who are you? NOBODY. I could have you killed for less, you know that?"
