I doubt anyone 'round here has forgotten. And that creepster mustache he sports only serves as a visual reminder that he's a crapsack... or possibly a cartoonishly villainous Maitre D'.
I doubt anyone 'round here has forgotten. And that creepster mustache he sports only serves as a visual reminder that he's a crapsack... or possibly a cartoonishly villainous Maitre D'.
bless the mess that is the Big E.
Yes, and that she looks as charmingly doofusy as I do when grinning into the camera, and she's waaaay more attractive than I am
right? I think my grandparents actually had an armchair in that exact fabric. If I wore it, I would actually look like an armchair. That woman is amazing.
I think I like Posh a whole lot more now
she's clearly smizing
And here we see the rare Wintouris Humorous. For generations, the smiling Wintour in the wild was thought to be a myth, like the Late Devonian coelacanth fish, but as you can see, it is, in fact, a naturally occurring event. Our photographer had to wait motionless in her tree stand for 39 and a half hours before she…
shush you, my drunken aneurysms only have the memory of a fruit fly.
GOP is starting their bi-annual "make horrifically monstrous statements in public..."
Mais bien sur
I like how Corsica is just like, "Fuck all y'all, we're good with our four names."
Is there a dental school near you? They will often perform procedures for very low/no cost.
we should be so lucky!
one of whom scared the 7-year-old Star editor's son
This is truly terrifying.
External chain underpants: all the rage for a swinging '60s spy