The Searing Hot Poker of Destiny

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So it seems there’s a movie out now called “Man of the Year”, starring Robin Williams. When I saw the poster I thought, “Is that guy still making movies?”

Apparently he is, even though after the Will Hunting movie I thought he would have pulled up stumps and gone sailing in his little boat looking for a new wife.

I heard that an international panel voted Robin Williams the “Hairiest-chested Man in the Universe”. Actually, I didn’t hear that, I made it up, but for all I know it could be true.

I have this recollection of seeing Robin’s hairy chest at some stage, right before I stabbed out my eyes with a searing hot poker. It’s a memory I’ve tried to suppress, but can’t.

Seriously, if Robin Williams shaved his chest (assuming a razor could be created that is up to the task), there would be enough plant matter to feed all the starving children of Africa for 72,000 years.

Imagine if Robin Williams shaved his name into his chest. It might look something like this:

Oh, my eyes. Please, stop imagining it Nibor. Where is that searing hot poker of destiny when you need it?