So we're sitting in the zombie bar up in NorthEast, Donny Dirks, after a ball sweating practice when in walks Justin Long, the non-American Pie guy on the show Mad Love, and a bevy of nerdy beauties. Chuck immediately turned into a giddy school girl and wanted his picture taken with the star. I had to hold his hand and walk him over to the comic genius. Justin was cool, like "The Fonz" cool, sitting in a zombie bar, watching Grindhouse and drinking Chartreuse and a Surly. Some small talk, the picture happens and Justin finds out were in a band and is like "you guys are awesome, can I come see your show?" and I'm like "Yeah! You're awesome too. I loved you in Drag Me Too Hell..." First, I don't know why Justin Long and myself turned into valley girls for that conversation. Second, telling JLong you love Drag Me To Hell is like telling Ron Jeremy you love the Surreal Life. After that faux pas, Justin had to "leave town" and couldn't come to the show. Third, never call a celebrity a knickname you created 5 minute before, even if you think it's a perverse compliment to his manhood and weren't at all thinking about Jennifer Lopez.
Thanks Justin for being cool and giving us a cool story. Don't worry Mad Love Dude and Nerdy Hotties. We later IMDBed you, finding out you are Tyler Labine and realizing we also enjoyed your body of work. Ladies, We enjoyed looking at you....
-Ricardo of MWD
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