Bruce Willis Says Not Wearing A Mask In Pharmacy ‘Was An Error In Judgement’

Bruce Willis Says Not Wearing A Mask In Pharmacy ‘Was An Error In Judgement’

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Erin Silvia
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Bruce Willis issued a regretful statement, after reportedly making people upset in a Los Angeles pharmacy for not wearing a mask. ‘The Sixth Sense’ star was wearing a bandanna around his neck.

UPDATE (1/13/2021, 0:50am ET): Bruce Willis has reacted to viral photograph of himself not wearing a mask in a Rite Aid in Los Angeles on Jan. 10, calling it an “error in judgement” in a statement that he gave PEOPLE two days later. The Die Hard star didn’t offer much else of an explanation. Instead, he simply added, “Be safe out there everyone and let’s continue to mask up.”

ORIGINALBruce Willis, 65, visited a Rite Aid in Los Angeles, CA on Jan. 10 and refused to wear a mask to protect himself and other from the coronavirus pandemic, according to Page Six. The actor was apparently wearing a bandanna around his neck during the outing and got people in the store upset when he didn’t lift it and put it over his mouth after being asked to. The situation led to him walking out of the store without making a purchase, the outlet further reported.

Bruce Willis at a Los Angeles Rite Aid on Jan. 11. (Backgrid)

Bruce’s headline-making pharmacy incident comes after he’s spent much of the pandemic quarantined at his family’s Idaho home with ex-wife Demi Moore, 58, and their children Rumer, 32, Scout, 29, and Tallulah, 26. Rumors that Bruce’s marriage with wife Emma Heming, 42, was on the rocks began after she decided to not join them in Idaho and stay in Los Angeles with their kids Mabel, 8, and Evelyn, 6, but Scout later put the rumors to rest when she revealed there was a reason Emma stayed in LA.

Scout claimed that one of her half-sisters stepped on a hypodermic needle in a local park and had to wait for test results. “My stepmom had to be in LA waiting to get the results from taking her to the doctor,” Scout said. “So, my dad came up here and then travel got crazy so my stepmom stayed in LA with my little sisters.”

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After sharing quarantine photos without Emma and Bruce’s two youngest children, Demi took to her Instagram in May 2020 to share a large group photo that included them outside their Idaho home. “Family photo shoot #bts… social distancing style,” she captioned the epic snapshot. Just days before that, Rumer also took to Instagram to share a video of the family, including her mom, who was married to Bruce from 1987 until 2000, celebrating Evelyn’s 6th birthday.

In the clip, Bruce, Emma and Demi are all cheering Evelyn on together, proving they have no problem getting along. Demi was also just as excited as everyone else, and it was a delightful sight to see. Since Bruce and Demi are known for spending time together as friends, we look forward to seeing what other large and happy family gatherings they have later in the year!

Ajj – Cody’s Theme Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When I was a kid, my whole reality split
I was living a lie
I was a killing machine, I was a war lord
When I closed my eyes

[Chorus]
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
We had a real long talk
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
They made the visions stop

[Verse 2]
When I was a kid, I was a total dick
To inanimate objects
The world beat the hell from me, I took it out on a tree;
Great Illustrated Classics

[Chorus]
I took it out on a fig tree out on the lawn
I took it out on the backyard (Backyard)
And behind Rite Aid, I took it out on the crates
And on the shopping carts

[Verse 3]
Meanwhile on another plane, I was the king of pain
And unspeakable cruelty
I set the mommy on fire, I set the baby on fire
Not even Jesus could stop me

[Chorus]
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
We had a real long talk
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
They made the visions stop
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
We had a real long talk
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
They made the visions stop

[Outro]
Stop
Stop
Stop

Boldy James – Summer Nights Lyrics

[Intro Sample]
Yeah and you suppose someday I’ll make the big leagues too
1-7-9

[Intro: Boldy James]
What that good word is?
Chemist, [?] (1-7-9)
It’s on, yeah, lets get it

[Verse 1]
Better have my money by Monday, been a month of Sundays
Humpty dumpty fell off, took off of me and he fled the country
The heads of customs used to tell me “Make it extra chunky”
Fed the puppies all the same food used to [?] to junkies
Kept it funky, gritting with the grinders, I was pitching sliders
Never once did we hit for hire, it was fundamental
From the [?] Kuniva, learned that from [?]
Remember when he hit the drive and spun the rental
This shit ain’t even gotta be on you ’cause once it’s in you
‘fore you know it, it won’t be long ‘before they unbefriend you
[?] my first mixtape, started with a hundred [?]
Heard he claiming brick mob but he ain’t even from the [?]
Catching vibes from the venue, crept inside from the window
Burnt the body up, they had to recognize him from his [?]
My gun’ll drench you, instead I rather have youngin hit you
‘fore you kill them niggas dead, tell them guys I’m the one who sent you
Block, slid through with that [?] tints
Tell me what you gon’ do when they come and get you
Keep it a hundred with you, these niggas unofficial
Don’t want no smoke with us so don’t let it become an issue
From trapping in [?] we fell in love with pistols
Catch you lacking without your [?], should’ve brung it with you
Kidnap a nigga kids, leave a nigga brother crib
For a couple scribbles get you painted like a color pencil
Now get a [?] trying to count up a honey bun
Jugging off of the smartphone, sent his ass on a dummy run
[?] from the slums when they cough up a lung
Hundred clips, hundred drums
Teslas with the [?]
Son of a gun on Sunday, it was one and done
Ain’t nothing new under the sun except me jumping bun
In the H with Uncle Bun, sipping H with Uncle Chad
King of diamonds Mondays, ace of spades running up a tab
Falling out the bar drunk, the valet pulling up the Jag
Benz’s and Rovers back to back, now get [?]
Pour the drink up in the plumb, my Draco hold a hun’
Feed the block like it’s [?]
My ambiance is of the spirit of [?]
Walking out the Rite Aid with more plates than Father Johns
Pull the Wraith up on the lawn, we play with dope and guns
So don’t make me overdo it ’cause shit get overdone

[Outro Sample]

Chief Keef – Reefah (Two Zero One Seven Deluxe Album)

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money, these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ ’cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock, niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

[Verse 1]
I’ma bring the guap and I’ma bring the hoes too
And I got my shooter, you can get your ass barbecued
Jump this motherfuck how deep, nigga how are you?
Ride on yo block lookin’ for you, nigga where are you?
You was lookin’ suspect, I ain’t want to harm you
Goin’ real fast, I can show you what the turn do
Yes I was wit’ yo bitch nigga, that don’t concern you
Steam out that choppa, gon’ fuck around and iron you
Came out the streets ,made it further than the block go
All my vatos countin’ guap, eatin’ nachos
Acting like you ride nigga ’til you hit a pothole
Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on ’em macho
K let off and it’s soundin’ like a congo
Go in my hood and it’s soundin’ like a jungle
Ain’t been back yet, I’m still runnin’ from the popo
This .45 got more kick than the .44

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money, these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ ’cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock, niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

[Verse 2]
I’m sippin’ on water cooler like Kool-Aid
I love money like Jay love D’Ussé
Countin’ big bands like hip hip hooray
Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray
Come get your fix, fuck around, be too late
Drank that you’re sippin’ fuck around, be bool aid
Chains on me look just like ice age
I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid
Keep sneak dissin’ boy, you don’t wanna fight me
Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y
When we let shots off, she was soundin’ feisty
Plottin’ on shit, she was soundin’ real heisty
Lazy ass nigga always worried ’bout what niggas do
When I up the heat, nigga duck ’cause I’m finna shoot
Fuck around and hurt nigga, have the shells endin’ you
If you get money, hit the lot ‘tell ’em Bentley you

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money, these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ ’cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock, niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

Chief Keef – Reefah (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money, these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ ’cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock, niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

[Verse 1]
I’ma bring the guap and I’ma bring the hoes too
And I got my shooter, you can get your ass barbecued
Jump this motherfuck how deep, nigga how are you?
Ride on yo block lookin’ for you, nigga where are you?
You was lookin’ suspect, I ain’t want to harm you
Goin’ real fast, I can show you what the turn do
Yes I was wit’ yo bitch nigga, that don’t concern you
Steam out that choppa, gon’ fuck around and iron you
Came out the streets ,made it further than the block go
All my vatos countin’ guap, eatin’ nachos
Acting like you ride nigga ’til you hit a pothole
Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on ’em macho
K let off and it’s soundin’ like a congo
Go in my hood and it’s soundin’ like a jungle
Ain’t been back yet, I’m still runnin’ from the popo
This .45 got more kick than the .44

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money, these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ ’cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock, niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

[Verse 2]
I’m sippin’ on water cooler like Kool-Aid
I love money like Jay love D’Ussé
Countin’ big bands like hip hip hooray
Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray
Come get your fix, fuck around, be too late
Drank that you’re sippin’ fuck around, be bool aid
Chains on me look just like ice age
I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid
Keep sneak dissin’ boy, you don’t wanna fight me
Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y
When we let shots off, she was soundin’ feisty
Plottin’ on shit, she was soundin’ real heisty
Lazy ass nigga always worried ’bout what niggas do
When I up the heat, nigga duck ’cause I’m finna shoot
Fuck around and hurt nigga, have the shells endin’ you
If you get money, hit the lot ‘tell ’em Bentley you

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money, these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ ’cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock, niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

Chief Keef – Reefah Lyrics

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16 I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

[Verse 1]
I’mma bring the guap and I’mma bring the hoes too
And I got my shooter you can get your ass barbecued
Jump this motherfuck how deep, nigga how are you?
Ride on yo block lookin’ for you, nigga where are you?
You was lookin’ suspect, I ain’t want to harm you
Goin’ real fast I can show you what the turn do
Yes I was wit’ yo bitch nigga that don’t concern you
Steam out that choppa gon’ fuck around and iron you
Came out the streets made it further than the block go
All my vatos countin’ guap, eating nachos
Acting like you ride nigga ’till you hit a pothole
Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on ’em macho
K let off and it’s sounding like a congo
Go in my hood and it’s sounding like a jungle
Ain’t been back yet I’m still running from the popo
This .45 got more kick than the .44

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16 I was on the front wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah

[Verse 2]
I’m sipping on [?] like Kool-Aid
I love money like Jay love D’Ussé
Counting big bands like hip hip hooray
Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray
Come get your fix fuck around, be too late
Drank that you’re sipping fuck around, be bool aid
Chains on me look just like ice age
I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid
Keep sneak dissin’ boy you don’t wanna fight me
Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y
When we let shots off she was sounding feisty
Plotting on shit she was sounding real heisty
Lazy ass nigga always worried bout what niggas do
Want to up the heat? Nigga duck ’cause I’m finna shoot
Fuck around and hurt nigga have the shells ending you
If you get money hit the lot ‘tell ’em Bentley you

[Hook]
When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon
I’m gettin’ money these niggas don’t know the meanin’
I just got to leanin’ cause I was double cup feenin’
Out there rockin’ the Glock niggas bet’ not come in between it
When I was 16 I was on the phone wit’ a nina
Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin’ the teachers
Pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah