Congratulations to Hollywood super director Brett Ratner, who recently discovered the Cheeto he lost last week while absent-mindedly scratching his balls. You see? The lord works in mysterious ways. Also: It’s hard to tell if the coat collar thing is accidental or if popped lapels is just the new tubby Hollywood cool-guy thing.
True Story: Brett Ratner’s last five script meetings have ended in disputes over bros icing bros.
[via Gawker, thanks, Kurt]