Ice(d Latte) Man
And then he does that thing where he bites his teeth down at Maverick…except this time there is a donut in his mouth.
Down to only three frappe machiatos. Good for him.
To think that I used to touch myself thinking of him (a million years ago, obviously)…
“I’m your huckleberry….flavored coffee drink.”
3 drinks and a sack of food…but you know there’s nobody else sharing them, you just know it.
Maybe he gives some to his cats?
That’s our buddy Val, always pretending he has company…
How nice of Val to buy a mid-afternoon snack for Jessica Simpson.
Our dog has the same facial expression when a cat tries to steal food from his bowl.
” *sigh* The new Batman movie opens tonight. Comfort food, Val. Comfort food.”
Rumer Willis in 20 years.
“That’s another fine mess you’ve gotten me into”
I’ll be your huckleberry…pie.
Even the Porsche’s thinking that’s a lot of food.
“Dick In A Bag! Whaddaya think? I’m tellin ya, it’s gonna catch on!”
I thought there was a health dept. regulation against food delivery guys wearing open toed shoes.
You’ll always be Bloatman Forever to me, Val Kilmer.
Actually, It looks like he’s lost some weight. I don’t see his stomach sticking out. In the past you would see that no matter what he had in front of his belly.
He was hot once. ONCE.
I’m gonna make him a sandwich he can’t refuse…
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Val Kilmer in Los Angeles. (July 19, 2012) -Photo: Bauer-Griffin, Fame/Flynet, INFdaily, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN