After playing with his dogs at a park in Van Nuys, CA today, Kellan Lutz curled up with a good book (titled: in a tree. Yes, homeboy jumped up into a tree to read a book. The hell? Does he think he’s in a Merchant Ivory movie? Does he think he’s Tom Sawyer or some shit?
How can he focus on reading when there’s a piece of wood rubbing against your culo. Since I put it that way, maybe I should take a tip from Kellan and read all my Jackie Collins novels in a tree.
And real talk, you know Kellan only climbed into the tree to get away from crazed, slobbery Twitards.