I like the tight jeans

“So then I will use the telekinetic powers that daddy taught me to fly over the masses like this… I will then crush all opposition and rule the world from my throne…”

I don’t care what you’re dad told you, young lady, you can’t fly!

Look Mommy.. I wore my special cape so I could fly to Xenu

Suri is the Manchurian Candidate of the Scientology machine. When they activate her, she will kill.

“…and when I raise my right hand, your jeans will barely fit.”

Can she even bend her knees in those pants?

“Give up? Helen Keller!”

Is that a wrapped condom in her back pocket?

Hawt!

“But mommy, parting is such sweet sorrow…”

thick

How comes she’s still alive? Scientology is really shitting up this mission.

Brainwashing withdrawal isn’t pretty to watch.

Cute butt, but its fine to go with levis, those legging / jean things suck more than Pearl Harbour.

Her ass makes my thetan hard.

Come on Big Bad Wolf!

This can’t be the same actress I fapped to whilst pausing The Gift DVD.

“Look Mommy, I’m the savior! Daddy told me so!”

Looks like she got Tom’s jeans in the divorce settlement.

Divorce Settlement … Zero Dollars.
Tom’s used jeans … $100.00
Freedom from Xenu … Priceless Beotches!

Katie’s ass in those jeans passes my audition.

And then Daddy twirled around in his dress like this.

“And then I held daddy in my arms like this…”

Suri: Mirabile dictu, don’t you agree?
Katie: You speak Latin?
Suri: Ego te absolvo.
Katie: Quod nomen mihi est?
Suri: Bon Jour.
Katie: Quod nomen mihi est?
Suri: La plume de ma tante.

It seems Katie’s southern hemisphere is shaping up nicely.