“Pull my finger and after you do that, why don’t you pull something else…” That’s usually how the dialogue in my B. Coop and Bear Grylls porn fantasies go.
Bradley Cooper shoved his extra plump Ball Park Beef Frank body into a suit and took his two beards to Wimbledon where he sat next to and bonded with Bear Grylls. B. Coop and Bear talked about drinking piss and enemas, and I’m sure they also talked about the stuff Bear has done on his show. Meanwhile, B. Coop’s leased piece Soooookeh Waterhouse sat there all glum-like. Because she thought that she would get all the attention from photographers since she dressed up like a bar maid at a Bavarian Inn owned and ran by Mexicans. But little did she know that all lenses would stay on B. Coop having a moment with Bear. Even the dude in the powdered blue suit behind them is lost in the thought of B. Coop going on Bear’s fake show and snuggling with him in a camel corpse prop (I’m choosing to believe that camel corpse wasn’t real) to protect themselves from the sandstorm created by production. And yes, somebody will find a way to fap to that and that somebody may or may not be me.