Everybody's Talkin'

I don't care how much Charlie Sheen runs his mouth.  This is the crown jewel of hysterical delusion. 

"I'm sorry, man, but I've got magic. I've got poetry in my fingertips. Most of the time — and this includes naps — I'm an F-18, bro. And I will destroy you in the air. I will deploy my ordinance to the ground."

This is no car wreck.  I don't even want to divert my eyes for a second...