Did Ellen have a son?
She must be running in to the carpet store.
She should stop adjusting in public. I sends the wrong mes… er… wait.. never mind.
Still checking to see if the testicle fairy paid a visit…
Now we know what Jennifer Love Hewitt was running away from yesterday.
“Bob had bitch-tits.”
Is that what the English call a chav?
Got a case of the Beckhams.
keys, phone, wallet, penis, CHECK.
Yep… still there.
STILL can’t get the taste of Fire Crotch out of her mouth.
This is why some DJ’s don’t like to share turn-tables…you never know where that other DJ’s hand has been
“…smell my finger.” – Craig Ferguson
SKUNK ALERT SKUNK ALERT!! Phew that was close!!!
She’s preparing her tongue!
Seen here shaking her moneymaker…
I think I figured out where Lindsay’s veneers are.
Strap on is stilll in place, now where did Lindsay say to eat, I mean, meet her?
“Testicles, spectacles, wallet and watch.”
Sam’s hair reminds me of those creme filled cookies we had way back when in kindergarten that were vanilla cookie on one side and chocolate on the other. Will never in my life eat another one. Dammit! Ya’ll just had to post this, didn’t you?!
Guess she forgot to self-administer her monthly Frontline dosage.
Hay! I saw that dude workin at Subway last weekend.
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Samantha Ronson in Venice, CA. (October 17, 2011)