In a moment of self-doubt, Luke Wilson admits to his brothers that he used to work for the President of the United States as a bodyguard, until that one fateful night where he's at a play with President Lincoln and, against Lincoln's wishes, heads out for a bathroom break. On the way out, Wilson comes across the actor John Wilkes Booth and, starstruck, directs him to Lincoln in case he wants to say hello. As Luke's taking a dump, the fateful shots ring out, and the rest, of course, is history. Sure, it's distasteful, but it is kinda funny.
Stay at home dad who spends as much time teaching his kids the merits of Martin Scorsese as possible (against the missus' wishes).
General video game, TV and film nut. Occasional sports fan. Full time loon.
