Me at MamaPop: Either Fake Is the New Normal, Or Tina Fey Has Had Quite the Boob Job
So, I was heading into one of those Galaxy theatre monstrosities on the weekend to go see Avatar in 3D — which is worth it, I loved it, screw people's criticisms, stop overthinking stuff, etc. — and they had one of those two-storey high posters for Tina Fey and Steve Carell's new film, Date Night, plastered all over the side of the building. When my eyes travelled up, up, up, they couldn't help themselves but stop to rest on Fey's poorly photoshopped cleavage.
"What the hell is that?" I said, pointing out the poster to my friends. "Is fake the new normal?"