
(*DJ queues up James Franco intro music*)
FRANCO.
“I wasn’t like other kids, who dreamt of hosting the Oscars. …I was always more interested in what bark was made out of, on a tree…”
FRANCO.
“Tim Hetherington was always a big hero of mine. I don’t watch his documentaries, but the fact that he’s making them? I respect that.”
FRANCO.
“Do I know what movie I’m making? No. Do I care what graduate school course I’m taking today? No. …But I’m here, and I’m gonna give it my best shot.”
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As long as Ricky Gervais writes their jokes they’ll do fine.
So hot right now. Franco.
Francoly my dear, I don’t give a damn.
He won’t be the first pretty young boy comfortable in the hands of Bruce Vilanch.
FRANCO: So I’m rappelling down Mount Vesuvius when suddenly I slip, and I start to fall. Just falling, ahh ahh, I’ll never forget the terror. When suddenly I realize “Holy shit, James Franco, haven’t you been smoking Peyote for six straight days, and couldn’t some of this maybe be in your head?”
GARY BUSEY: And, butthorn?
JAMES FRANCO: And it wasn’t. I survived the fall, and have since climbed Mount Vesuvius on three additional occasions. Twice for a documentary I’m making titled A Dicknose Climbs Mount Vesuvius Twice, and once without cameras in a one-man, performance art piece I did, titled “The Dicknose Who Climbed Mount Vesuvius Twice Climbs It A Third Time Without Cameras Or An Audience. Because, Really, Isn’t Art Supposed To A Solitary Endeavor?” It was pretty eye-opening.
James Franco is such regular people, and by that I mean I want him to lose his fist in my crevice.
The body language in that Oscar photo is of someone who agreed to something while high and is now not thrilled with having to follow through with it.
(I have a similar photo of me next to a donkey in Tijuana.)
I really can’t wait for him to just start yelling FRANCO’D every time he does something confusing to someone. I’ve already started so he doesn’t feel self-conscious when he starts.
For example, this morning when I got to work and accidentally spilled coffee on a coworker, rather than apologize, pulled my cock out, drew a smiley face on it, recited a haiku about guano and yelled FRANCO’D before jumping through a window and sprinting away.
Franco and Hathaway will stun the audience when Franco wins for Best Actor by revealing that Franco was Anne Hathaway the entire time.
Franco just doesn’t do ANYTHING Hathaway.
Everyone is saying tat Franco is our generation’s James Dean, but that can’t be said until he dies in a Porsche accident.
James Franco is coolly unconcerned about being nonchalant.
James Franco doesn’t live the experience, he IS the experience.
nonchalant > irony. You hear that you bitch-ass hipsters?
So collaborative…. only partially my fault…. Exactly what I told the judge in my gang rape trial.
‘Member when Spiderman killed his dad? That was awesome
*In a sh-tty British accent* Do not try and bend the Franco, instead… realize that there is no Franco, and it is only yourself that bends.
Whoa.
Please teach me, Hathaway, what is love? (And don’t hurt me no more.)
Anne Hathaway seems pretentious, is an average actress and, as far as famous people go, she’s not ugly but not hot either. But there was that completely baseless rumor that she likes anal so all in all I give her a…. 9.5 out of 10?
I hope he busts out into a Partridge Family song.
“I’ll meet you Hathaway / That’s better than no way”