Jean-Claude Van Damme proves that you can be an ole’ skeezer with a face like a sun-dried tomato and still get the tranny with the biggest low hangers at the club. Git it, JC! Slap them nuts. Jean-Claude also proved that he doesn’t need to dance at all, because his wang of wonder has all the moves. He’s just standing there as it churns the dick butter.
Here’s Jean-Claude dancing with a bunch of sexy fine pre-ops at a party for the never-ending Cannes film festival. Wait. Was this party held in front of a hospital curtain in the emergency room, because that would make so much sense. SO MUCH.