"She didn't!" "Oh, she really did!" "Come

"She didn't!" "Oh, she really did!" "Come on, I'm serious. She didn't!" "I'm not fooling you, she really did." We went back and forth like this for about an hour. My confusion

evaporated when she walked in the room & I saw that oh yes, she did. She'd undergone drastic plastic face reconstruction so that now she looked exactly like Dustin Hoffman.

Like Dustin Hoffman playing a woman, playing Dustin Hoffman. Like a sort of reverse Tootsie. But without the shoulder pads and '80s hair. I was always impressed by his portrayal of

that guy in Kramer vs Kramer, I forget his character's name. he was married to someone whose name I forget. Dustin Hoffman plays a short man with a problem, no idea what the proble

m Hoffman himself had, but he never responded to my requests for an interview. There was something fishy about him anyways. To get the real poop on Midnight Cowboy, I would have to

totally old and into something so bizarre that even John Waters would pretend not to be my friend. But the really weird thing about Dustin Hoffman was the hairy woman that always

Looked at him when he was doing the laundry. She just stared there at the window with the cat on one hand and a knife in the other.

While he folded the socks, she had to reach a decision. Throw him the kitten or the bowie? "Welp. that's done. Where's my beer, woman?" Hard choices.

That was when the wolf appeared at the front door, demanding his dinner. "I brought the carcass", he said as he pointed to the sofa.

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