Philip Seymour Hoffman in New York City. (August 7, 2012) -Photo: Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFdaily, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN
Does he live in his mother’s basement?
Needs to lose a few pounds so we can have him around longer…
And maybe riding that thing instead of walking it would help?
“Whew. Sheezus. I wish there were an easier way to get around other than walking everywhere.”
Patience Raoul, it’ll come to him.
“And so I had the doctor remove every sweat gland except for one, right in the middle of my torso.”
Are you sure that’s him? He’s not wearing plaid.
Or eating soup.
But he does have a nice food stain in the middle of his t-shirt. It’s him!
He had to scour the earth to find a shorter, gayer looking assistant to deflect the obvious.
Careful…Jonah Hill might poach him.
when’s he due? does he know the sex yet? mazel tov!
Now there’s a man who truly doesn’t give a fuck.
Damn! Look at those biker calves.
The only way those are biker calves is if he ate the previous owner of that bicycle and it went straight to his legs.
They’re big-person calves. Calves are pretty much the only thing on a chronically overweight person that’re perfectly muscular and toned. But eff it, PSH, I love you, never change.
He’s not giving a fuck, which I admire.
Poor Zach Braff is now an assistant.
Bicycle. Gay friend. and boner. Check, check and check.
Better to push that thing, you might have a coronary if you try to ride it…
looks like the outline of a tiny gargoyle stuck to the front of his shorts.
Zach Braff, personal assistent to the stars.
He’s going to put that shirt in the freezer so he can chew on that stain later.
He has been looking very Richard Attenborough-y these days.
He cleans up nicely, doesn’t he!
The guy’s a decent actor, and he makes me feel like I’m actually in shape by comparison!
Guy texting his “partner”:; Whew! You wouldn’t believe the stench of this fat slob walking next to me. Be home for dinner at 8.
Phillip Seymore Bulge
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