Richard Dean Anderson in Malibu. (July 10, 2011)
Wanna be he’s gonna fashion those cherries into some kind of explosive laser?
*bet. Son of a bitch!
Bag of mini Macgyver bombs.
Exactly. Cherry Bombs. What else?
Two things, Favre – 1. Ring tees are out. 2. I don’t care how fresh those cherries are, Sterger isn’t going to let you stick them anywhere.
And MacGuyver reaches into this pocket to grab his hastily assembled “Cherry Popping Device.”
“Hold on a sec while I McGuyver myself an erection.”
Hey look – a Cherry Poppin’ Granddaddy!
Ah love ewe, Mahry.
“I wonder if anyone even REMEMBERS I was on Stargate too, DAMNIT!”
I was just going to say: SCREW MCGUYVER, SG1!!!!
And I really want to pick that stray thread off his shirt…
Looks like he ate all the Goa’oulds. Earth is safe.
This is what God does when you peddal the mullet to innocent sci-fi lovers
Anderson: “If pocket-pool is wrong, I don’t wanna be right…”
After forgetting his keys again, MaGyver prepares to fashion one out of cherry pits & stems.
Training for the McGruber celebrity deathmatch.
Shatner lost some weight…
He’s gonna use the cherries to get past the alarms and break into Pizza Hut.
Classic pocket reach for the stick of gum to hold everything together.
Much like Samson, McGuyver lost all his power when he shaved his mullet.
Anderson spent the rest of his life looking just over the horizon for relevancy.
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