Danny Elfman, 1 October 1983 3 August 2011 2 Comments The day after he rode in the front seat of my car. Which he did. Seriously. Posted in Uncategorized Post navigation Previous Previous post: Videolog: PepperNext Next post: Elmo likes wasabi 2 Comments Duncan 4 August 2011 at 8:38 pm I was honored to sit in the car (and change the tire of the car) that Danny Elfman rode in. David Post author 7 August 2011 at 2:13 pm Yes, and you actually sat in the seat where he sat. Which means the two of you have been intimate on some asynchronous level, right? Comments are closed.
Duncan 4 August 2011 at 8:38 pm I was honored to sit in the car (and change the tire of the car) that Danny Elfman rode in.
David Post author 7 August 2011 at 2:13 pm Yes, and you actually sat in the seat where he sat. Which means the two of you have been intimate on some asynchronous level, right?
I was honored to sit in the car (and change the tire of the car) that Danny Elfman rode in.
Yes, and you actually sat in the seat where he sat. Which means the two of you have been intimate on some asynchronous level, right?