I enjoy Steve Harvey. Always have, probably always will. But the older he gets, the more his perfectly styled jet black mustache perplexes me. There's never any highlight or shadow. Its like a wormhole peering into a separate dimension. Its even taken my attention away from his gigantic perfectly white chompers. Maybe its the sharp contrast of pitch black to blinding white that sends my brain reeling?
There's a quick glimpse into how my brain works when I'm flipping through channels and land of Family Feud.
As far as Atreyu and Falkor being the truth of the universe? Well, I just like the thought of the entire Neverending Story taking place as a microverse in Steve Harvey's mustache. Next time you watch it, imagine that's the locale Bastian is communicating with. Takes that movie from an eight to a ten!
-Gint
EPIC! I can easily picture this and wish for it to be true. Steve Harvey is amazing, I had lunch with him in St. Louis years ago... Ok, he was sitting at another table, but we still ate at the same time!
ReplyDeleteIf we wish for it, so it shall be. You're lucky. I'd love to meet that guy. I had the same quasi lunch experience with Gin Blossoms once.
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