Much like Tom Cruise, I fell in love with Nicole Kidman the first time I saw her on screen in that boat movie where she kills that one dude. You know the one I’m talking about. Apparently Cruise saw her in that movie and sent one of his minions for her and signed her into the racecar movie he did. Then he married her. Then he divorced her. Personally, I would’ve avoided divorcing her, since she looks hot, is skinny, rich, walks around braless, and has that awesome Australian accent.
We call these sneaky pokies because somebody snuck around and took a couple of photos. NOT because the gal in question tried to sneak the pokies by anybody. She sureasshit ain’t gonna sneak those girls by any red-blooded guy. You can pretty much see everything.
I have inspected her big mogambos very carefully, but it is clear that in the four years that have transpired since our last post about her, Anne Hathaway has gotten older but not saggier. I saw her in The Devil Wears Prada but I wasn’t fooled by the transformation from “ugly duckling” into hot mamma. Because the whole time I was thinking… that’s Anne Hathaway, she sho is hot.
Katy Perry I pretty quirky. I’m pretty sure she wears a wig, but don’t quote me on that. I’m really not much of a hair expert. As gigantic and tantalizing as her braless melons are, helpmemamma I’m still staring at those big eyes and perfect teeth. When you live in a trailer park like I do, women just don’t come equipped with teefers like that.
