It’s called circumstantial homosexuality.
So this is the big goodbye.
I realized later that what I was doing had no relation to yoga at all, They weren’t even yoga positions. They were stretching positions. I’d get them in positions and then fall asleep because it was so hot in the room. Then I’d come to, and they’d be stuck in this position and peering up and looking, and I’d pretend I just wanted them to relax some more.
James Spader on odd jobs and teaching yoga.
Guys I can’t… I’m dying right now, this is sooo funny.