Take off your pants before you read this post. It will make your experience much more enjoyable. Colin Farrell admitted to GQ Magazine that he loves the Russian and Turkish baths on 10th street in NYC.
He said, “There’s something very basic about rubbing honey on your skin and going steaming with a bunch of strange Russian men.”
I can’t be elusive with you Honey! Sorry, I hear the word “honey” and I immediately think of that Mariah Carey song. Anyway, I’ve been to that same joint and I’ve never run into Colin Farrell’s hot greasy ass. It’s a good thing I didn’t, because I would have ended up in the slammer for trying to glaze my ham with Colin’s honey.
No wonder his hair is always so greasy. He probably doesn’t wash the honey out. Nasty ass.
Colin also admitted to the magazine that he went to rehab to get off ecstasy, cocaine, speed, Jack Daniels and wine. That’s it?! Lightweight. Trying to get off Jack Daniels is the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.