Am I the only one who thinks it’s fucking hot that Angelina Jolie wore a rash-guard in the movie Hackers?
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About the author(s): MjH grew up in the suburbs of Encino, CA, born into a family of hilarious Jews. His mother, a witty New Yorker with a sharp tongue, set the bar pretty high in terms of what he looks for in a wife/Jewess/sport-fucking buddy. His father, a St. Louis cowboy at heart, reined him in as a child, only having to wash out his mouth with soap once during his early years.
Single, forever wearing glasses and on the hunt for Jewish cunt, our man finds himself thoroughly concerned with finding a wife, but more importantly, a bitch to lay with in the meantime.
Oh, and he wants me to tell you he he once schtupped a dame at DIVE! in Century City back in '01.
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Coop - Can you please get your shit together? I’m begging you. Ben McKenzie is begging you. Fuck, even Peter Gallagher wants you to mellow out.
You look exhausted - painstakingly over it. Come on! If for nobody else, do it for Summer.
Wouldn’t schtup you with Patrick Schwayze CiscoAdler’s dick.
Nice tits, Anniston.
Whoever snapped this on the set of THE BREAK UP: Mazel Tov.
Jesus Christ. Thank you, GQ.
L-I-L-Y
Good morning, ladies. How are you? I’m good, you know, just catching up on the news. It appears that I’ve been arrested for schtupping a 13 year old girl back in the 70s…weird. Everyone was doing blow, driving ugly cars, wearing even uglier clothes, and listening to Donna Summer; my mind isn’t what it was (save for when I was making Rosemary’s Baby and Chinatown). Once in a while, a guy stumbles into a pitfall of Johnson & Johnson powdered, un-matured, pervy-soft vagina. Call it a lapse in judgement; it was really the ludes.
Anyway, hope you all enjoyed the PIANIST.
zooey deschanel
I used to work at a vintage store on Melrose Ave last summer, a very brief stint to make ends meet on the weekends. The SHE & HIM album had just dropped and I was listening to it non-stop, smoking bowls during breaks, and slangin’ denim to the overpaid kids in America.
That was a nice period in my life, although somewhat ridiculous that I was working in the schmata business.
