Bradley Cooper’s wide eyes tell me that he will snort the last line at a party without guilt and he looks like the type who won’t even use his hand to wipe the sweat bead that dropped from his forehead onto yours when he’s hitting it from the front. So naturally, I can understand why some hos swoon until they cream over him. If your ass falls under that category, then you better get your body ready and apologize to your panties in advance, because here he is speaking French like a Rosetta Stone valedictorian.
B.Coop is definitely fancy in more ways than one. He could be talking about turtles snow-balling each other and I wouldn’t even know. I have no idea what he’s saying, but it doesn’t matter a damn. Just put your nipples to the monitor and take it in.
It’s good to know that B.Coop will know what you’re talking about when you say to him, “Sacrebleume!”