LeAnn Rimes at LAX. (November 16, 2011)
Not much point in x-raying that.
“No one calls me “chunky” even if they are just referring to my ill-fitting cable-knit sweater
…and from the Seemingly Pointless collection, here is a woollen jersey that doesn’t cover you up.
Flat rate box. If it fits, it ships.
You’re turning violet, Violet! You big round fatty fat!
She looks like Jessie from Toy Story, bendy legs and all!
Holy shit she got fat, she better lay off the food ASAP.
LeAnn, watch out for that crack in the sidewalk! (whoosh) Well, there she goes…
Looks like her bridle was confiscated
The old maroon harpoon herself
Her protruding cheek bones make her look so fat. Fatty Lard, Lard.
Wow, her boots match her bag! Color me unimpressed!
Confused LAX doesn’t stand for Laxative.
SHAME ON YOU…McRibs are juicy and delicious! The only common bond between her and the McRib is the cost!!!
and the barbeque sauce…though I guess you could say that once a month she….ok…i’m never eating a mcrib again. (This comment is sposored by Burger King)
There is a black guy in the background not even looking at her….
He’s phoning it in. He’s saying it all with the lack of interest in his….body language
Dear God! She’s approaching two-dimensional!
The sweater meat’s gone bad.
A hipless jersey for a woman with no hips? Fitting a woman whose taste buds go idle has no taste.
I wonder if she even registers on the body scanners?
Seriously… there’s something medically wrong with her, right? What’s up with those super-curvy legs?
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