... where a mention of our Steven is going to pop up.
So I'm watching this British TV series called House Doctor, where people who are having trouble selling their house get in a designer to redesign the interiors to make the house more saleable.
Tonight's eppie has a couple of which the wife is an American from California named Sabrina. The decorator is telling her she has to choose which pictures she's going to keep on the wall, and she chooses the one of her and Steven Seagal (autographed!) with all the usual attendant kissing noises.
You just never know the strange places our Steven is likely to turn up... even if he's just a picture on the wall (by the way, Sabrina, a woman definitely not in the first flush of youth, is a big-haired blonde who never got over the 80s. She also had a parrot fetish, and revealed she liked to "play" with her parrots under the covers for an hour in the morning, definitely TMI, IMHO.)!
Yikes!
So I'm watching this British TV series called House Doctor, where people who are having trouble selling their house get in a designer to redesign the interiors to make the house more saleable.
Tonight's eppie has a couple of which the wife is an American from California named Sabrina. The decorator is telling her she has to choose which pictures she's going to keep on the wall, and she chooses the one of her and Steven Seagal (autographed!) with all the usual attendant kissing noises.
You just never know the strange places our Steven is likely to turn up... even if he's just a picture on the wall (by the way, Sabrina, a woman definitely not in the first flush of youth, is a big-haired blonde who never got over the 80s. She also had a parrot fetish, and revealed she liked to "play" with her parrots under the covers for an hour in the morning, definitely TMI, IMHO.)!
Yikes!
