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the guys that look nothing like brad pitt...

I don't think there's ever been a more unwelcome follow-up in the history of follow-ups than this one.

Yes...the guys that remind me of the Mask dude.

Like the Challenger explosion, the OJ Bronco chase and the final episode of Boy Meets World, I will always remember where I was when I first saw that episode of I Want A Famous Face.

It was like watching a plane crash into a train and then being hit by a tank filled with sharks holding boomboxes blaring Celine Dion. Yes...grotesque.

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