No, seriously, what the shit? I swear to God, Hollywood is literally just fucking with me at this point. Either there’s some sort of gas leak in L.A. or I actually have fallen into Earth 2 because here’s Anne Hathaway breaking out a full-on rap song on Conan that, I shit you not, has caused my brain to puddle out of my fucking skull. I don’t know what’s going on, but I do know that grey matter is impossible to scrub out of a carpet. You hear me? IMPOSSIBLE.
