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real funny guys; now who invited jonathan lipnicki???


Hey guys!!

Now this is exactly the reason why I hate Hollywood premieres. Apparently, Jonathan Lipnicki (aka that kid from Jerry Maguire) didn't get the memo about actually not being in the new movie, The Honeymooners. Or, you know, any noted movie since...uhhh...2002.

Reports suggest that he was shopping Wednesday evening at the local Old Navy with his mom, went into the dressing room to try out a cool new striped shirt and took the wrong back door smack dab onto the movie's Hollywood red carpet. I hate it when that happens.

You always know when paparazzi and fans attending the red carpet events are confused by an actor/actress's attendance. There's lots of whispering, loud exclamations by publicists ("It's Jonathan Lipnicki everyone!!) and plenty of fake photography:

Paparazzi guys: "Jonathan, Jonathan!! To your right!"
Lipnicki's publicist/mom: "Wait a sec, guys! No flash."
Paparazzi guys: "Huh?"
Lipnicki's publicist/mom: "Your flash. It wasn't on."
Paparazzi guys: "Uhhh...oh. Thanks."
(At this point, they either slowly scuttle away or start taking pictures of no one in particular).
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