Kirsten Dunst in Silver Lake, CA. (April 1, 2013) -Photo: Bauer-Griffin, Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFdaily, Splash News, WENN
You know how you can tell if someone is a runner and a vegan? Because they’ll FUCKING LET YOU KNOW.
Come on Rob, you’re only one huge black cock away from being as famous as your sister…just do it!
Note: caption meant for next photo…ah fuckit, it’s good here too.
I challenge myself to hit the NEXT button before I finish this sent….
I’d crush it.
What kinds of vegetables make the skin on your legs translucent?
The meatless kind. Duh.
“Do you have any bland, depressing food, that will allow me to feel smug in front of my friends who can’t afford to spend $25 for a small salad?”
Moi too, je m’en câlisse de Rodarte.
“Hi, yah no I don’t need any vegan food, I just wanted to tell you how hard it is to be a famous actress with these enormous breasts”
“Excuse me…do you have anything that will make me more pale?”
How do you “I want to get in that ass” in French?
“Je veux obtenir dans le cul.” At least that’s what Google Translate says.
The dream of the 90s is alive in Portland.
Sadly, no one told Kirsten Dunst’s calves that they weren’t making another Interview with the Vampire sequel.
This picture reminds of Melancholia. See? I just died of boredom.
I didn’t know such places sold cigarettes.
“I’m sorry Ms. Dunst but we just went out of business, but feel free to gnaw on the wooden bench outside. Trust me, it tastes better than anything we served in here.”
I don’t get it – it’s like her everything just went, “Fuck it!” all at once.
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