Quick, somebody call 911, I have an emergency! I just went through our archives and I never posted these pictures before! I was so distraught I slapped myself unconscious. Who's typing this right now then, you ask? Wouldn't you like to know.
Wouldn't you?!?!? It's not as if Stanley Tucci himself is here, cradling me in his shockingly beefy arms, pressing my fingers one after the other after the other to the keyboard. And it's not as if he's not done with not doing all of this he's not going to carry me to the opposite of a bedroom and have his in no way shape or form torrid and shockingly filthy way with my unconscious yet entirely willing body.
Nope. Never. Hit the jump for more pics!