Irish eyes are smiling the world over as Colin Farrell gets back to what he does best, questionably threatening behavior!
Dear god I've missed him, all I could possibly wish for now is that this means he's back on the sauce.
For a couple of years in my (very) early twenties I held this boy up as a shining example of how you could succeed in life while always slightly violent and staying on the verge of high-functioning alcoholism.
People would say, "Tom how about you have a glass of water?" To which the response was always, "I'll have one when Colin has one... you bastards." And just before I'd slip into a warm fuzzy coma, I'd happily think about how somewhere in the world Farrell was doing the exact same thing, but surrounded by coked-out models and bleeding paparazzi.
Then the fucker went soft on me (insert cock gag as appropriate).
But he's back (slightly) to his bad boy ways, hurrah!
At the opening of his new film Triage in Toronto, a (foolish) photographer asked Farrell's sister and personal assistant Claudine (a stone cold hottie BTW) to get off the red carpet so he could get a clear shot of Colin... one thing you don't do is fuck with the family Farrell.
In full fighting snarl, Colin approached saying, "Do not shout at my sister like that, do not ever speak to my sister like that ever."
I hope he gets shitfaced and kills Ashley Simpson. That's what I want for Christmas.