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4.06.2008
wiiging out!!1
dearest kristen wiig:
i want to have your babies. and, as you know, in this day and age it is possible for a nurturing, caring man such as myself to do just that. um, if you had sperm to give, of course.
aside: i noticed that in nearly every skit walken rarely made eye contact w/ the cast members when reading his lines. in the first skit i noticed this in, he was playing an extremely creepy man obsessed w/ a co-worker and i thought the lack of eye contact was in character, but in the next skit he was off looking at the prompter. i remembered reading an interview wherein he mentioned that he has a hard time remembering lines, and so i thought that was it, but then i noticed some of the other cast members looking off to the side, too. i have to say that while the past few weeks have been exceptional in content, this aspect of the show is really distracting, but bizarrely fascinating as well. and strangely enough, it's not nearly as annoying as jimmy fallon or horatio sanz cracking up during every (totally not funny) skit.
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