"Ever since I was a boy I have had a burning desire to chop. Some call it an obsessive compulsion, others have told me i'm clinically insane. But for me it's simply a release. When I have my axe in my hand and i'm ready to slice open an inanimate object to see what's inside, it's like I go somewhere else - I call it the choppy place."Fair enough, Terry, but I think I could have told you what was inside that CLEAR GLASS PERFUME BOTTLE. I can relate, though - ever since
How did these hyper-specific tropes spread so quickly?
The Hollywood rumor mill has been playing games with celebrity deaths for at least a century.
It's easy to work the system and win these awards even if you don't deserve them.