It’s Jamie Dornan formerly off-of Keira Knightley! Hoorays!
Isn’t he a dirty little so and so? Kitty doesn’t necessarily approve, though the latest ish of Vogue Homme International, from whence this picture comes, apparently does. We’d show the rest of the shoot but a) the clothes are shite and b) we can’t be bothered and c) there are strange white spots in front of our eyes could it be the poppers? and d) we’re considering dropping wheat from our diet.
Ooh, but here’s something for the weekend (not to be confused with that bollocks show on BBC the Second on Sundays with that blond twat who can’t even be arsed sitting up straight and enunciating words. Yes him. Punch the dick, much?)… it’s Jamie Dornan no longer off-of Keira Knightley’s willy! By which we mean cock. The things we do in the name of light entertainment… We should get the OBE. The CBE. The KBE. The GBE. The MDMA. The YMCA. The Fellowship of the Ring (both kinds). Your ABC. And c) and d).
*points at ‘continues’ button* (NB. NSFW-ish. It’s hardly gonna poke anyone’s eye out…)
It's a slow day on the interdolly, ladies 'n' germs, but Kitty did stumble upon this mucky wee thing...,