Cooper, Bradley. Otherwise known as Bradley 'Oops Where Did My Shirt Go' Cooper. What an arrogant prick. In no way interpret this as a jealous attack. Sure he's pretty stacked, good for him, but the constant barrage of Cooper's hairy chest is a sight for sore eyes, and boy are my eyes sore. The guy is in every other movie, and fuck me side ways am I sick of him. His coquettish 'ard man with a sensitive side act is starting to become annoying. And by started, I mean constant from the start. And by annoying, I mean I want him no longer to live. Fuck you Bradley Cooper, and your shitty chest hair. And put on a fucking shirt.
Friday, 24 September 2010
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Cooper, Bradley. Otherwise known as Bradley 'Oops Where Did My Shirt Go' Cooper. What an arrogant prick. In no way interpret this as a jealous attack. Sure he's pretty stacked, good for him, but the constant barrage of Cooper's hairy chest is a sight for sore eyes, and boy are my eyes sore. The guy is in every other movie, and fuck me side ways am I sick of him. His coquettish 'ard man with a sensitive side act is starting to become annoying. And by started, I mean constant from the start. And by annoying, I mean I want him no longer to live. Fuck you Bradley Cooper, and your shitty chest hair. And put on a fucking shirt.
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