Poor Matthew McConaughey has been injured and, as a result, required stiches to his handsomely rugged mug. While training Ultimate Fighting Championship-style for his upcoming role in The Grackle, the McConaugheyhey endured a facial laceration. This tragedy is, no doubt, the result of a conspiracy on the part of all male slobs who misinterpret Matthew’s effortless charm as an excuse to toss the deodorant in the rubbish. It’s not as easy as it looks, gentlemen.
Matthew has reassured his concerned fans via his MySpace blog:
hey all, want to thank everyone for their support. i cut my eye ufc training for my upcoming j.k. livin comedy THE GRACKLE where i play a barfight for hire. it was a clean cut, clean stitched, already lookin good, just got another funny story to tell my kids one day…The grackle’s gonna have a lot of scars, but he gets sewn up by a vet, I’m glad I got to go to a real doctor.
thanks again, in the mean time and all times, just keep livin, mcconaughey
In case you were wondering, that blog post was aptly titled “my eye” . . .sigh.
6 comments
Thanks, Matthew. Because until I read that I was not going to KEEP LIVIN.
L-I-V-I-N!
I cannot believe I was just exposed to this.
OK, so all is right with the world again. the Agent has surfaced. Bout freakin time!
I am endlessly amused by your fawning over Matthew McConaughey. He seems to inspire this in the most unlikely people, too; we have a very uptight Mormon neighbor who has confessed to me a secret lust for Mr. Pot Bongos.
Well, I’m glad that someone is amused by it.
Sometimes, I do exaggerate, ya know.