What the exact Fuck? I can’t even.
It’s clear what’s going on here: Jared is standing on Peter Dinklage’s shoulders. Dinklage must have lost a bet.
“I don’t have the range to play one of Geppetto’s helpers! Don’t tell me to relax, you’re supposed to be my agent! Get me out of here!”
“Doctor? Yes, my tryharditus is back.”
Please someone push this VD truck down those steps. For the good of humanity.
Waiting for Jackoff and the Beanstalk.
“Jared,this is Terry Richardson. I want to pee on your chest while I eat a bowl of cereal. ”
“That sounds wonderful. When does the photo shoot begin?”
Calling to ask if the thrift store delivers.
He may look like Jesus, but the upside down cross gives him away as the antichrist.
Wait! Slow down… What do you mean I’m no longer considered the douchiest dresser in the world?! This will not stand. Alfred, fetch me my slippers! I’m going out!
Oh come the fuck on now.
“What’s that? Someone thinks Bieber is douchier than me? I’m on my way!”
To much haladol
Everyone knows you don’t wear Pants with a Skirt
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