No, Roger, that 10th scotch you just swallowed is not playing a cruel joke on you. Bitch really doesn’t have any legs! Well, at least every time she falls forward from trying to take a step with her hands, her tittays will protect her face.
The GQ Photoshoppers were obviously so hypnotized by Christina Hendricks’ magnificent chichis that they straight up erased her legs and turned her into some kind of mythical couchtaur you thought only existed in the back of a Jennifer Convertibles warehouse. Fuck. Ery.