out of cruise control
"I don't mean to pour gas on the already raging Tom Cruise/Katie Holmes publicity fire, but what the hell happened on yesterday's Oprah? Cruise could hardly string together a full sentence without jumping off (or on) the furniture. It doesn't seem right. I mean, if it's real, it must be the most amazing and intense sunset rocketship unicorn ride of love ever. Katie's vagina must be made of cocaine-laced kitten fur. It must be like sticking your dick into a wishing well. Maybe it's true love--I don't know. All I'm saying is, unless her anus is rainbow-striped and tastes like brand new thousand dollar bills, he's probably over[re]acting a little."