Listen I don't watch Entourage because the good Lord saw fit to grant me some semblance of taste, but if you do watch it, well first of all you're probably not reading this blog because Poop Readers are nothing if not tasteful. And before I talk myself in a circle here, lemme just leave it like this: If you're gonna read about this abortion of a television program, you might as well let Chuck Klosterman do the writing.
p.s. One time I was at a party with Adrian Grenier, and I guarantee you if you are a male human being with two balls and a cock, you could 100% beat his ass. Guy's built like a dirty lollipop and he took down a chick that night whose waffles I wouldn't have wasted time farting on in the morning. You can take that to the bank and cash it.
p.p.s. That's not a humblebrag either.
p.p.p.s. Her actual waffles.
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