I mean, really
Dana Carvey totally, completely creeps me out.
I would do everything in my power to make sure that Jackson never sees this man’s face, ever, but that’s like saying I’ll make sure he never falls in love with Barney, wears pants that hang down below his butt crack, or collects Mr. Spock dolls.
Mr. Spock dolls. Heh. That would be cool.