Was at the funnest dinner party with the funnest ladies the other night and the question came up: who would be your Hollywood best friend? Trish said Gerard Butler and like good judgmental bitches, we totally jumped all over her.

My objection, naturally, was based solely on his spittle. As mentioned before, Gerry is a spittle-talker. It collects at the corners of his mouth when he’s speaking and you spend the rest of the conversation hoping to not get sprayed. Even more unattractive when he’s bloated.

Check out Gerry at Comic-Con yesterday to promote RocknRolla. To be fair, he was apparently delightful with the screaming women in the crowd, humbled by their fevered moans, self deprecating and funny, and absolutely the star of the panel.

But seriously… Gerry freaks are their very own brand of loony. Superfans are the best, non?

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