“Right so you DO know that you can relieve yourself in stationary restrooms right?”
“Hey Taylor. Go get Gaga and meet me in the portable shitter.”
Wrong Taylor, but still funny.
It was in the form of a porta-potty joke. I’ll allow it.
At the Partridge Family reunion.
“Hey Taylor. Where can I get that sweet South American cocaine I’ve heard so much about?
“That’s in Colombia. This is Brazil.”
“Oh. Well, what can I get here?”
“Shot, stabbed and kidnapped.”
Oh shit, it’s a Bro-off!!!
“Look, all I’m saying is that one of us is going to have to change. We can’t both be wearing blue.”
“Bitter beer face? You should drink Keystone Light!”
OMG look at his fucking accent — disgusting.
All Gerard Butler needs is a 2×4 and an American flag to waive…hooooooo! USA USA USA (sticks tongue out of side of mouth)
The world needs more Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
So that’s where my nighty went. I knew someone stole it from the dryer at the laundry mat, along with one of my socks.
“Look, dude, I’m telling you, you’re drinking a bottle of gasoline additive.”
“For the last time! POR-TA-POT-TY! Where is it?!’
Looks like Taylor just told Gerard about his idea for a new reality show, of which Gerard would star and provide creative input…Friday Night Shitters.
This is Riiiooooo!
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Taylor Kitsch and Gerard Butler in Rio de Janeiro. (July 7, 2014) -Photo: AKM-GSI, Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFphoto, Pacific Coast News, Splash News