Lindsay Lohan on a luxury yacht in Capri, Italy. (July 18, 2014) -Photo: Xposure/AKM-GSI
Sperm: a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the thighs.
” The all-you-can-eat buffet? It’s right there! Dumbass!”
I’m pretty sure she’s asking if they have crack over there.
She has morphed into Pensatucky.
Tara Reid, party of 2, your weird stomach and implants are ready.
“The pretty women are over THERE!”
“Put the coke down over there at the end of the dock…it should be able to support the weight of the forklift.”
I was eating lunch, you fucker.
Cut her some slack, she’s in method for her upcoming role – The Pillsbury Doughboy.
“‘Ahoy, speed the bow!’ See, I’m rehearsing!”
“The play is called ‘Speed-the-Plow, Lindsay.”
“Less criticizing, more enabling, thank you very much.”
I think she’s pointing to the area that’s been cordoned off for mass vomiting.
She’s trying to emulate the Geico commercial for the Oldest Trick In The Book. “Looketh over there!! Ha ha! Madest thou look!”
If you cover the top half of this picture with your hand, it almost impossible to tell if that’s her front or back! I wonder if that’s the same trickery she uses to keep semi-relevant.
” The last time I saw your husband, he was over there having sex with me for money.”
“Seriously, on that boat over there is Selena Gomez and Cara Devil…Deva…Deve…the chick that was banging Michelle Rodriguez.”
They wanted a coat hanger, but all they could afford was a Lindsay Lohan.
I can’t believe how close she is to becoming Frog from Frog & Toad.
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