Goddammit, Jonathan Rhys Meyers! Close your fucking eyes! Your stare is creeping me out. And your pupils are so dilated I can see your brain. You must be tripping major balls to be tweaked out like that at a red carpet event. Maybe you've just been out in the sun for too long; it fucks with your head, you know? It also causes that uneven tan exhibited on your face.
While you are getting rid of your melanoma, please also shave that prickly forest from your mouth area. My palms would bleed if they ran across your lips.
Please blink.
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