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Wednesday, Sept. 15, 2004 - 11:35 a.m.
I realize that I want to do much the same thing that this guy is doing, wanting to write memoir and all. But, really, tell me why I should care what went on behind the scenes at Maxim.
The last thing this world needs is another Woody Allen, especially if a reputable news source is going to print pictures of him with his crotch the focal point.
Just so you can feel smarter after having to read about that self-important moron's drug and prostitute dabbling, test how well you can spell. If it makes you feel any better, I only scored 14 out of 23. "S-U-C-C-E-S-S, that's the way we spell success!" I think.