...especially not in the minds of casting directors! Here's JT being so typecast that he's actually playing himself on Miami Vice.
Now I love to tell the story of how, the night this first aired, my little friend Heather was having a slumber party, and the only way I'd agree to go is if we could watch it. She promised, I attended.
Did we watch it? Would I have a story if we did? I actually think I was forced to watch some Ernest thing instead. Cruelty!!
So here I am, 20+ years later, still bemoaning this (even though I can watch it all day on YouTube). I hope she has crow's feet now.
Monday, January 19, 2009
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