Where’s That Hobo and His Shotgun When Ya Really Need Him?

“What Would Justin Beiber do? Pop star, Ashton Kutcher Look to Buddy Comedy” – L.A. Times (Only in LA)

But this is un-fawking-forgivable. First, is there any need? Honestly. Second, and again: is, there, any, need? “What would Kenny do?” I hope he slaughters both Baby Beebs and the other moron before this film hits production (or tomorrow).

I used to watch “That 70s Show” praying (PRAYING!) that the dude with the badass tints would, just in a random episode, give Kutcher’s character a hot-dose of some drug and be done with it. A Mr. Clean energy drink or something. If he had (yes, I know I’m talking about fiction here) would we still have Kutcher in our lives? Maybe killing off that dizzy prick’s character could have stopped K-Dawg’s ‘career.’ I can see it now: sales in anti-depressents would be at an all time low, Jon Stewart would hug Glenn Beck, and Scarlett Jo Jo would finally realize I’m the John Stamos of Twenty-Somethings (Fawk he’s handsome… What an arsehole).

Anyway, I just angered myself out…