Glamour Shots IV
July 7, 2009They’re baaaa-aaack! And more beautiful than EVER!
Yeah… I couldn’t resist. It was time.
Little known fact: this is how they got the old Indian to cry in that pollution commercial.
Heather has two mommies… with two fugly sweaters.
“I learned this badass trick from the character Adabisi in OZ.”
No my name ain’t baby… it’s Trisha. Miss Jackson if you’re nasty.
Trisha channels her inner ‘Sandy Duncan’ for the camera.
Who will tame Trisha the Love Tigress? Rowr.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaand… still no pulse.
I just yankee doodled my panties!
Must… use… fist… to keep… stroke… side… up.
Gurl, that ain’t no forehead… that’s a FIVE-head!
Always a thrifty one, Tracey merely photoshopped her most recent mugshot for the engagement announcement.
Brittney got the “Asbestos Treatment”… as in, they tried asbestos they could.
“To all the socks I’ve loved before…”
This outfit demonstrates the “Less is More” principle– less face and more sparkle.
“And I got that one for napalming your village…”
It is truly amazing what modern medicine can do with burn victims these days.
Bristol Palin, age 10.
A rose by any other name… still wouldn’t deemphasize those hips.
You would think Nikon would make an anti-chunking lens. (Heh heh… “Chung King”.)
You just remembered those hairy forearms, didn’t you?
Well, at least she’ll look pretty for when the boys don’t call.
Guys don’t make passes at a corpse who wears glasses.
Are you there God? It’s me, Jheri Curl.
“Hi… HI! We’re your Weather Balloon Girls… and have we got news for YOU!”
All this photo says is that your grandchildren have fucked up senses of humor.
Oh c’mon! Really??? It’s Glamour Shots, not Extreme “I-Lost-A-Bet-With-God” Makeover!
And once again, I leave one for y’all to caption. Have some fun, ok?
Walk this way… No! THIS WAY!
“Will one of you fellas help me rub salve on my areola? Fucking zipper…”
Hey Chris, rough me up and I will show you MY titty stars.
Just when you think it can’t get any worse. What has been seen cannot be unseen!
“I’ve officially jumped the shark.”
Stacey is exposing her shoulder so the boys don’t realise she doesn’t have any breasts.
He can napalm my village anytime he wants to.
I want you…to want me…but I want that sunless tanner to work on my hands too dammit.
There’s a couple of them that I would have done.
LMAO at the portrait of the “stroke victim”!
You’re the one that I want, you are the one I want, Woo-Ooh-Ooh, Honey!
Oddly enough, this head shot of Molly Ringwald’s Slutty sister Ruthie, got her no paying gigs. Just another wasted blow job on a fat, fifty something, balding guy, with crotch rot.
Only everyone knows my secret! (I used to be a man)
OK…Trisha scares me. Is she really a man? And Bristol Palin? Classy.
I love these.
I want more!
c’mon, take a bite, you know you want to…
After the episode with the fur coat, Delta Burke’s biggest fan opted for the other type of dead animal skin.
If you’re lucky I’ll cover up this shoulder, too.
I always love looking at Republicans and they’re glamour shots. The burn victim shot is quite disturbing.
Really enjoyed your captions, cb! Some made me LOL.
Hahahahahaa. I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time. Haha
Sweet Mother of God.
Please tell me that the Tracy Gold shot was a joke by you, because if not…oh, it’s just too sad.