In her first TV appearance I’ve seen since 30 Rock departed us, Tina Fey dropped by The Late Show last night, presumably to promote her new movie with Paul Rudd (that looks like a date night compromise if I’ve ever seen a trailer for a date night comprise), but instead spent almost all her time on much more interesting subjects, like adjusting to life post-30 Rock (“I feel like I just got out of prison…”) and family trips to Disney that of course prove to be equal parts terrific and horrific.
Warning to grumpy old hags at Dunkin Donuts: Tina will cut a b*tch (paraphrasing).
And here Ms. Fey accurately describes why Disney World is so glorious for adults (no one gives you the stink eye for bringing your kids into a restaurant) but small children pooping their pants can still ruin anything (also accurate).
“And then I told Tina Fey to give those kids some Benadryl.” – Frequent flyer with zero f*cks to give.
As the father of three boys, I hate other people’s kid stories. Mine are good though.
Tell us about the time you let Oscar Pistorius babysit your kids.
“Cut a b*tch” seems like a poor choice of phrase considering…
As a father of 2 kids and 2 step-kids, I can assure you that all of my stories are awesome because they inevitably get to the part where I describe how my oldest step-son draws floppy dicks all over his bedroom wall.
Just be glad all his role models are floppy. When he draws one straight out, you’ve got a problem.
I came upon a rerun of 30 Rock whilst scanning the channels the other night and I watched it as long as I could stand (3 minutes).
Good Riddance.