Ok guys, when it says “The Come in and be a Dirty Old Man Thread” it doesn’t mean to be this guy.
Hook a brother up with the Jennett pics 
http://www.heatworld.com/images/102668_615x10000_STD/2011/6/images/Justin_Timberlake_x.jpg
Guy has just gotten classier with age.
Added you
Haha, all I can say is that they were VERY early to the resurgence of denim. All denim is in NOW (although almost out) but those outfits are just…yikes.
But one thing is true, Justin only became more and more refined as the years passed
He even managed to make an entire music video just to score Scarlett Johansson
(wich, like Britney Spears, is another child star that grew up to be hot, only in a much, much larger scale of hotness and with much less crazyness attached)
I’d fuck the shit out of Kimber James, and I’m not gay.
Oh boy, oh boy
im out…
Get your homophobe bitchass out the way nigga.
man its gay to have sex with a tranny
it aint heterosexal
its gay now if you wanna do that thats your joint but that shit is gay aint no way around it
back to the women
Said tranny looks more feminine than fucking Cherry Ferreti. That’s saying a lot, so go kill yourself. Don’t have to be
homosexual to note there are good looking guys out there, tranny or not. Fucking pathetic.
For science!
Seriously?!! The homophobe card??!!
Ok then… what you do or don’t do with your penis/ass/intestine it’s your business
It always has been.
lmfao at this nigga
no sir bitch i plan to have a pleasant day
yeah there are handsome men out there but you on some intimate shit its gay
call it what it is your joint Idc
rather look at actual women
anyways dont know if she was posted but allison scagliotti she was in drake and josh and later warehouse 13
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and now…
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naturally nice looking
can i get those pics as well?
Allison Scagliotti is 23?! Damn, I thought she was like 2 or 3 years older than me. Turns out I’m a year older than she is…
Well whatyaknow…[img]http://www.narutoforums.com/images/smilies/series3/2z7exox.png
You know, I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna bed one. I think I’ll go after the one the entire internet wants to fuck: Emma Watson.
GRANTED, she isn’t the best one. I cede you that immediately. But, probably due to this Potter generation, she is the most desired. Listen, I know my place in this world, and that of others, too. I can accomplish. It’ll be a matter of time before she’s in New York City again, and I’ll have trained like Rocky Balboa, complete with a parade of children flanking me as I occupy a major city street, to be in peak physical condition.
I will have studied film, embodied Buster Keaton, personally befriended Robert De Niro, won a* Magic, the Gathering* game against Quentin Tarantino, chronicled the entireties of Hitchcock, Redford, Chan, reviewed Kurosawa, immersed myself in that new god-awful-looking Noah shit-brick.
I’ll have done my homework. I will have been lost to the undertow in a sea of E.E. Cummings, Victor Hugo, whatever other bullshit people read. I will have become internet-famous for an incident that will have been remembered as the sole rennaissance of the educated man in today’s popular American culture, perhaps also ingratiating myself personally with the target, indulging her to the use of my adorable new puppy/kitten, who will have a fur pattern that preciously resembles a human emotion.
My charm will arrive chiefly under the remit of too-good-to-be-true. She’ll be half right: I’ll simply be too good. I’ll be the one to dump her, a decision borne as a side-effect of rigorous training. I’ll have failed to understand syntax; I’ll have failed, in many ways, to understand that she is not perfect, and in my quest to perfection I had long since surpassed any notion of her. She will have become irrelevant sans me. She will weep. She will denounce me in the annals of her immediate psyche, with the underlying comprehension that she cannot live without me and must strive to improve.
I will be skeptical, of course, of her determined, white-knuckle, iron-willed speech as to why I should take her back. She will work for me. She will wait for life, redeem any calling, simply for another chance at me. After scouring the innermost reaches of the transmundane and coming up smelling of my fruitless journey, I will reluctantly accept her as the best this plane of existence has to offer. We will die together, after she thanks me for everything, for the world.
We will reunite in a field of tall grass, and roses, and trees in the distance. In the winter of our afterlife, the trees will be a streak of brown splitting the bright white snow and sky, as we find eternity in each other’s souls.
That’s the gameplan.