James Caan at the opening night for The Annenberg Space for Photography: Helmut Newton Exhibition in Los Angeles. (June 27, 2013) -Photo: Bauer-Griffin, Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFdaily, Pacific Coast News, Splash News
There’s a dude working on his third left hip.
Damn, he froze up again. Someone bring the jumper cables.
Oil Can! Oil can!
That’s the last guy I want them to give a robotic arm to. Well, next to Alec Baldwin, of course.
What are you gonna do? Nice college boy, didn’t want to get mixed up in the family business. Now you want to gun down a police captain. Why? Because he slapped you in the face a little? What do you think this like the Army where you can shoot ’em from a mile away? No you gotta get up like this and, badda-bing, you blow their brains all over your nice Ivy League suit. C’mere.
Nicely copied and pasted.
He’s like my dad ‘Sunscreen is for pussies.’
Criminy, I hope I never get so old that I need a power assist to jerk off…
I still don’t get how James Caan’s entire body is somehow slimmer than his son’s enormous head!
See, Hollywood stars never fade away…they just become cyborgs
IF YOU FUCKING SAY “CAN YOU OPEN THIS CAN FOR ME CAAN” ONE MORE FUCKING TIME, I’LL RIP YOUR FUCKING SPINE OUT OF YOUR THROAT!!!!!!!
This isn’t a still from Iron Man 4 ?
First Fran Drescher, now him? Christ, when they hired the photographer, did they tell him to use whatever filter would make everyone’s skin look like a ruddy leper?
“This is very cool. With this new arm I can pitch a baseball at the speed of sound! Hey…did you hear me?”
Resistance is futile, you will all be assimilated.
..into old age.
A bad guy’s worst nightmare. A bionic James Caan.
“Someone hand me a bucket, I just saw Fran Drescher’s face.”
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