FROM THE DESK OF CLIVE OWEN:
Darling lasses! It is I, your Lord and Master, Clive Owen, dashing off another naughty little note for all of you, my loves. You’re catching up with me while I film a movie in Dublin, Ireland. God bless it, I love Irish lasses. So pretty and so drunk. Is that anti-Irish to say? It’s quite possible that these lovely Irish girls aren’t drunk off alcohol – they could simply be drunk off of The Musk d’CliveDong. As soon as I arrive in any city, my scent wafts...
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