Here’s the newly single Scarlett Johansson in New York yesterday who I’m going to assume dumped the impossibly-named Nate Naylor for that box of chicken wings she’s carrying because she’s a woman and they can get away that. Whereas I, on the other hand, can’t just simply walk up to the opposite sex, fingers glistening with hot sauce, and go, “Hello there, person I just met, would you care to visit my apartment and fondle each others sex organs?” It works maybe 5 out of 7 times. At most.
Photos: INFdaily
I want to put my drumstick between her breasts…of chicken!!
Now that you’re single Scarlett, how about you pop over to my place, I’ll put on the Avengers DVD and I’ll introduce you to my Mjolnir.
“Blu-ray or GTFO.” – Scarjo
I’ll buy a Blu-Ray player if she gives me a piece of that ass.
Her choice in men and baseball teams truly suck.
Love me some chicken wings
As long as she is not permitted to speak.
About anything.
She’s trying to look like celebrity that doesn’t want to be recognized.
proof, most hollywood vixens are nothing without a legion of stylists and push-up bra
It’s the uniboober.
Apparently she should have a stylist at all times. And she must be hungry cause she’s just eating her lip.
There is something extremely not hot about her. She should be hot, but it just is NOT happening. Hmmmph.
Sorry, but i have to that Scarlett was 2 weeks ago in Paris, kissing a man but not Nate Naylor….
Unabomber.
Get a nose job, Uggo.