You know the thing about a Klum, she’s got… lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll’s eye. When she comes at ya, doesn’t seem to be livin’. Until she bites ya and those black eyes roll over white. And then, ah then you hear that terrible high pitch screamin’ and the ocean turns red and spite of all the poundin’ and the hollerin’ they all come in and rip you to pieces.
GAME OVER MAN, GAME OVER!
“I’ll never wear a life vest again”…
Aww, that is so interesting. Tell me more while you look at my tits.
Dis how crazy look.
When your belt is supporting your boobs, either your boobs are too low, or your belt is too high. Possibly both.
Or, perhaps, you just need a bra.
Every man’s fantasy: a lobotomized supermodel.
This cleanses the palate after seeing Courtney Stodden’s twitpic.
That looks says “I’d kill you in your sleep”… or invade Poland.
The look of a woman who will pause while giving head to have a conversation with your penis by making the foreskin talk like an origami talking frog.
Klum’s tits look glum.
Is that belt made from Seal?
“Do you wanna know how Seal got those scars?”
The face of “I’m not crazy, and neither am I”.
“Vhat did you say about mein Fuhrer?”
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Heidi Klum at the Hollywood Stands Up To Cancer Event in Culver City, CA. (January 28, 2014) -Photo: Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFphoto, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN