A Lesson in Love with Terrence Howard

[Terrence Howard is walking around the Warner Bros. lot, looking forlorn, searching for purpose in his life]
Terrence Howard: I’m on a mission for love, man. People be feelin’ my grooves, y’know what I mean? Fuck them Iron Man 2 haters, and the music haters, and them women who don’t clean they ass with baby wipes. They don’t get no love from me.
[pulls out acoustic guitar]
TH: [singing] nooo you don’t get no looove from meee….this is the loove economy……dooo dweee dooo yeaaaah yaaaaah
[opens door to studio 4 and peeks around inside]
TH: Yo, we got anyone who needs love in here?
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Christian Bale: EXCUSE ME?!? ARE YOU STEPPING THROUGH MY SCENE?
TH: Ohhh shit, it’s dat Batdude. What’s up George Clooney.
CB: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!
TH: Clooney, you need to relax a bit. Here, check this out. I’ll sing you a new single I been workin’ on, called “Panties Stimulus Package”
CB: WHAT THE FUCK?! ARE YOU A PROFESSIONAL?! ARE YOU EVEN A PROFESSIONAL?!?
TH: [singing] ooohhh, we got a stimulus package, in yo panties……doo dweep dooooo, yeaaaah boowwwwwww
CB: I WANT YOU OFF THE FUCKING SET! JUST THINK FOR A SECOND! ARE YOU EVEN A FUCKING PROFESSIONAL??!
TH: ….Batdude. You need to chill, or somethin’.
CB: NO, DON’T SHUT ME UP! I WANT THIS FUCKER OFF THE SET. DO YOU SEE ME?!? WALKING AROUND? WITH MY DICK HANGING OUT?! PLAYING AN ACOUSTIC GUITAR AND SINGING ABOUT MY DICK?!
TH: Yo, Batdude. You just need some love in your heart. That’s how we connect in the universe.

McG: Um, Christian, we’re not even shooting right now. You’re just..eating lunch.
CB: DON’T SHUT ME UP, MCG. ARE YOU GONNA LET THIS FUCKER DO THIS?!? SERIOUSLY, ARE YOU GOING TO LET THIS IDIOT RUIN OUR MOVIE?!?
McG: Well, see, again…we’re not really filming.
CB: NO, DON’T SHUT ME UP. NO, WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?
TH: [singing] dweee doooo dooop booop bop ziggity bow!
McG: Christian, really, it’s okay, we’re not even ready to start shooting this scene, I told you..
CB: NO! DON’T SHUT ME UP, MCG. NO! I WON’T STAND FOR THIS SHIT! ARE YOU FUCKING SEROUS? ARE WE FUCKING PROFESSIONALS HERE OR NOT?!?! ARE WE?!
[walks over to Terrence]
CB: YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU FUCK.
TH: [picking at the craft services table] Yo dawg, this pumpernickel be the bomb
CB: LISTEN TO ME, YOU FUCKER!
TH: [singing] pumpernickel, oh yeah, in yo paaanties!
[Christian Bale slaps Terrence Howard in the face]

TH:….oh hell naw, motherfucka.
CB: GET OFF MY FUCKING SET! NO, DON’T SHUT ME UP MCG!
McG: I…wasn’t saying anything, Christian.
TH: You done did it now, George.
CB: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?! DID YOU JUST WALK THROUGH MY SCENE?
TH: That’s it….TRANSFORM *ROOOOOOAAAAAAR*

Lil’ T Rex: ROOOOAAAAAAAAAR
McG: Oh my god, everyone run!!!!!
CB: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!? OH, NOW YOU’RE A TYRANNOSAURUS REX?! ARE WE PROFESSIONALS HERE OR NOT?!?
TRex: [eats Christian Bale]. BUUUUUURPPP
In Memoriam:
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Problems, E. You’ve got problems. Psychological problems. Big ones.
But god are they funny problems.
I completely forgot that TH was walking around playing guitar with his dick hanging out…
I don’t know what’s funnier: Howard calling Bale “George Clooney,” or “Li’l T-Rex.”
Good work.