Frankie Muniz is trying his damnedest to shed his cute little Malcolm in the Middle image. Now he works out, and has tattoos and drives race cars and tells everyone that acting is for sissies. Sorry Frankie - you're just one of those sad fuckers who will always possess this nagging pubescent quality. You can cover yourself with ink from head-to-toe, get in public fist-fights and fuck hookers on tape and people will still think of you as the kid from the TV show.
