Douche-er-iffic!

My friend Billy Manes writes an uproariously witty column for Orlando Weekly, in which he interviewed some actor with a band named "Jared Leto" in, what a coincidence, December of 2002. It's really funny. It seems I've heard of this actor...not sure where. Oh well. Anyway:

"I've been informed by his PR machine that I am not to speak to him about anything but the music, man -- something which should prove about as entertaining as talking to Russell Crowe or Keanu Reeves about shoes ... or music. After all, Leto's dating Cameron Diaz (who is very fun to talk about). And he's won considerable acclaim for everything from a junk-inspired dismemberment in "Requiem for a Dream" to a bad-guy stint in "Panic Room" that was enough to push even Jodi Foster into the closet. I don't wanna talk about music. Don't make me."