do you realise how old i am?

clint eastwood is the only real man left.
directs movies too...sort of gives you a game...you get to guess who the talking body part belongs to etc. shadows everywhere...everybody whispers...no flashy colours that could burn your eyes...good smooth pace...and time seems to have gone crazy...he makes real time movies seem like old western type...old movies...but not entirely...i mean it just becomes very obvious that a really old man is behind everything...man indeed...once clint dies...that'll be the end of the age of cowboys...he's a crappy actor overall...but he's convincing because he's nearly as old as jesus or any of the leprechauns. he pisses away the maliness in those rare scenes where he decides to let the waterworks fire up...it's gross...men can't cry...neither can boys.
how can you name a baby clint eastwood? did he shoot guns when he came out? did he have his rugged leather like face? did he have steely eyes that have the wisdom of age and manliness?? would i give him a blow job?
you might say robert redford is a cowboy too...but he's actually just a pretty boy...or used to be...clint eastwood is man. only met one real man in real life...