Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, you get tongue tied in the face of celebrity and forget how to speak like a normal human. Sometimes you get so excited that the dumbest things tumble out of your mouth even though you've rehearsed over and over in your head exactly what you want to say, and you spend the next hour metaphorically kicking yourself for sounding like a moron. And sometimes you say exactly what's on your mind and let the chips fall where they may. So when Dan Levy, son of comedy legend Eugene Levy and star of Schitt's Creek (Wednesdays at 8PM on PopTV) was leaving Sirius studios in midtown Manhattan the other day, I asked for a photo and told him I was a big fan (LIE) then accidentally on purpose mentioned that I had a crush on him, because he's cute and gay and why not?
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