Quick reminder that Val from The Birdcage is the worst son in movie history. Worse than The Good Son. Worse than We Need To Talk About Kevin. Worse than Kylo Ren.
I have a confession:
I can't listen to Let Loose by Loosey LaDuca anymore, because it was my alarm tone for taking my meds when I got my wisdom teeth out and now I've pavlov-ed myself into associating it with Percocet too much. I flew too close to the sun and got burned.