Question: You obviously went to L.A. to "audition for a ********** *****."

Answer: Crap, you're right. Didn't think anyone was going to get it, let alone the 62 of you that did. The thing is, I'm not allowed to talk about the ********* ***** just yet, but I promise the second I get the green light, I'll purge the details faster than I would the ingredients of a poisonous burrito. Sorry to string you along, but my hands are tied. If it makes you feel any better, you guys are a lot smarter than you look.