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Oh for God’s sake… I’m a man, not a piece of meat! There is a brain inside this oddly-shaped head you all seem to love so much.
And I thought getting snubbed by the Golden Globes hurt…
“Erroneous” doesn’t even begin to cover it…
I’m coming for you in 2014, Cumberwomyn.
I’m starting to get nervous, guys.
I am simply flummoxed that none of you lot have congratulated me. I thought we were friends!
This is bullshit.
Don’t worry, I still respect you as a woman and as a human being.
I’m sick of being typecast in stuffy posh roles, so I’m simply attempting to makeover my image by speaking in the vernacular of the proletariat. Dig?