THE MARY ASTOR KWIZ
Mary reacts to: a. the papparazzi. b. Louis B. Mayer. c. a fiend from Hell. d. the bells, BELLS, BELLS!
Mary reacts to: a. the papparazzi. b. Louis B. Mayer. c. a fiend from Hell. d. the bells, BELLS, BELLS!
Welcome to the Valuable Encampment of Delights 1. where your every wish will be considered and discarded. 2. where the winner of room roulette will get the room with the window. 3. where our internationally fugitive chefs prepare oats in 10 different ways. 4. where nighttime hi jinx blossom with barbed wire and fiends. 5. […]
At the moment depicted, the creature is: a. conducting the Metropolitan Opera Orchestra in a production of Gounod’s Faust. b. trying to get the assembled mass of creatures to simmer down enough to allow him to introduce the evening’s speaker. c. surrendering. d. miming the answer to the question ‘What letter comes between W and […]
In this photo, Sterling is about to: a. chastise a member of the news media. b. reveal for the first time his somewhat darker side. c. do something he’ll later regret. d. blow his Mr. Nice Guy image forever.
Taking on the role of Svengali, John Barrymore stayed in character by: a. running amok through a local dairy. b. hypnotizing ravens to do his bidding. c. poking random strangers in the eye with his beard. d. igniting small brush fires with his gaze. e. beginning each day by eating a bowl of swan’s eyes.
Morning slapped me like a deranged walrus. My brain felt like it had been chopped and pureed by a band of angry aphids wielding barbed flails. ‘You’re an angel,’ I croaked when Wanda, my secretary, whose petals had seen the seedier side of the San Fernando Valley, poured a pitcher of gin down my face. […]
Henderson rose from the chair, advanced to the center of the room, paused, thrust his right leg forward, and stood stock still for a time balanced in this peculiar manner. ‘I do this sometimes,’ he said before he returned to the chair. His guests departed rapidly.
JP glowers because: a. he can’t have dessert because he didn’t eat his broccoli. b. the minion he’s staring at brought the wrong gold plated mustache comb. c. he’s just been told wealth is not all giggles and pranks. d. no matter how much his heart yearns for it, he can’t unilaterally ban the accordion.
Darwin Plaguemaster, the board certified lemming, approached the edge of the cliff with some trepidation and a bag of walnuts. He tossed one walnut over and watched its descent onto the crusty spikes far below. A faint nutty cry of pain drifted up to chastise the lemming. With a firm nod, Plaguemaster retreated to safety […]
has very little to do with this convention of alien death pods meeting to discuss a variety of nefarious plans.