Those prostitutes in the background had better be on sale.
Something tells me Russel Brand is nearby…
I bet she could crack walnuts with those thighs. Or break ribs.
If not those fucking shoes will get the job done.
She has my permission to squeeze my head between those thighs!
Scroll back up and make the AT-ST walker sound. No shit right?
Squats 300 easy.
She taps her hoof once for ‘yes’.
With a hat like that, she’d better jump into an Austin-Healey and say ‘Cheerio!’
Seriously, are these women afraid that their purses are going to eat their keys and phones?
Oh, Mr. Photographer, won’t you look a little to the right and show some love for Ms. Jean Stapleton? She may have left television, but she has never left our hearts.
She’d be nowhere near Beverly Hills without Eddie’s ‘Beverly Hills Cop’ money.
Just casually taking a nice afternoon stroll… while thinking constantly about not falling flat on her face.
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