Now, I don't normally like Tom Cruise. It's nothing personal, I'm sure he's a truely nice bloke but there's just something about how much he smiles. Nobody should be that happy, even though he's got shit loads of money, a fantastic fiancee (can you believe she's only 26, she's been around for ages and still doesn't look any older than when she was in Dawson's Creek) and a beautful ex-wife (what did he do wrong there? Oh yeah, the Cruz woman!!).
Anyway, enough of my jealousy (the short-arse git) back to the point in hand.
I had to admire the way he deal with that 'jerk' who squirted water at him at the recent premier of War of the Worlds. It's about time someone pointed that these bunch of idiotic fuckwits who seem to think that moronic, immature stunts constitute some form of comedy are in fact just a complete bunch reterded knobjockeys. I don't doubt that there is some appeal within the American market for such stunts, but on that basis alone, my case rests. I will return to the "American Question" in later entries. I might like a bit bush, but not if it comes with a 'W' in front.
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