During a NOT staged photo-op that was NOT set up by their publicists to prove that they are okay with each other even though it’s rumored that one of them zombie humped on the other one’s wife, Will Smith tried to be slick by conducting his own covert investigation to see if Skeletor truly is the ruler of Snake Mountain if you know what I mean. You know that saying from the Scientology sauna: When the hands go up, Will’s eyes go down.
Judging by this picture, either Skeletor’s Power of Grayskull pinga got camera (and Will Smith) shy and slithered to the back of his Size 2 Slim Bugle Boy Khakis, or the cracked out Mars Attack! alien is about as hung as a JLo dingle berry, because his crotch is bulge-free here. If the photographer clicked his camera two seconds after this picture was taken, he’d capture Will making a sad “I rolled out of Trey Songz’s bunk for this?!” face.
Sorry, Will, Skeletor’s elusive wrist dick just didn’t want to be seen last night.
Here’s more of Will, Skeletor and
Fergie Clawful at the Dolphins game in Miami last night.