Always be painting

The actual Bob Ross, who never sold real estate in Florida.

The actual Bob Ross, not needing to sell real estate in Florida.

A friend sent me “Glengarry, Bob Ross” from McSweeney’s. As I read it, I could see Baldwin, in a Malcolm Gladwell wig: First place, my BMW. Second place, a set of palette knives. Third place, penniless immortality.  

Get mad, you sons of bitches. Get mad. You know what it takes to paint cozy log cabins that speak the softest parts of the human soul? It takes BRASS BALLS.

The link will yield even funnier lines.

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