Ryan Phillipe at his son's football game in Brentwood. (May 12, 2012)
I think I know where the second purple thermos disappeared to.
Is he waiting for Beckham to show up?
He’s keeping on his toes in case someone offers him a movie role.
Invisible Shetland pony.
Invisible bar stool?
Schwing~!
He’s watching Wonder Woman’s jet while she’s in the portatoilet.
Roadkill raccoon impersonation.
Pap: “Hey, Ryan… is it true your ex Reese is pregnant AGIN?!?” Ryan: “I’m not saying anythiiiiing….!” ***whistles nonchalantly****
THAT is the pose of a man who is at a kids’ football game and has his balls stuck to his leg.
“So, everyone interested in the personal masseuse job, just line up right here.”
I don’t think even Rolling Stone are going to be fooled by that
If there ever was a time for a misdirected corner kick, this is it.
“Here’s to swimmin with bow legged women…”
– Quint
Sometimes I shit like that in the men’s room, too.
The invisible chair he is sitting on seems rather comfortable.
You see kids, if you let one go just right, you get liftoff.
Imaginably banging imaginary sheep.
It’s hammer time !!!!
I’ll very casually let out this fart and no one will notice
That there is a chump. I know chumps.
Ah yes, I know this move well…airing out the ol’ swamp-ass!
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I think I know where the second purple thermos disappeared to.
Is he waiting for Beckham to show up?
He’s keeping on his toes in case someone offers him a movie role.
Invisible Shetland pony.
Invisible bar stool?
Schwing~!
He’s watching Wonder Woman’s jet while she’s in the portatoilet.
Roadkill raccoon impersonation.
Pap: “Hey, Ryan… is it true your ex Reese is pregnant AGIN?!?”
Ryan: “I’m not saying anythiiiiing….!” ***whistles nonchalantly****
THAT is the pose of a man who is at a kids’ football game and has his balls stuck to his leg.
“So, everyone interested in the personal masseuse job, just line up right here.”
I don’t think even Rolling Stone are going to be fooled by that
If there ever was a time for a misdirected corner kick, this is it.
“Here’s to swimmin with bow legged women…”
– Quint
Sometimes I shit like that in the men’s room, too.
The invisible chair he is sitting on seems rather comfortable.
You see kids, if you let one go just right, you get liftoff.
Imaginably banging imaginary sheep.
It’s hammer time !!!!
I’ll very casually let out this fart and no one will notice
That there is a chump. I know chumps.
Ah yes, I know this move well…airing out the ol’ swamp-ass!