Notes:

Imagine being Pablo in that picture and having to be all like "damn, Chloe Moretz, you f-----' fine, all sexy with your fridge body and horrific pudgy face. I would totally have sex with you." when all he really wants to do is f--- another 16 year old latina in Chloe's dressing room. Like seriously imagine having to be that mexican kid and not only open that door while Chloe Grace Moretz flaunts her disgusting body in front of you, the light of the sun revealing her nipple piercings and cameltoe, and just stand there, time after time, while she slowly slogs out of her car. Not only having to tolerate her monstrous f------ vagina but her haughty attitude as everyone nearby tells her she's STILL GOT IT and DAMN, CHLOE GRACE MORETZ LOOKS LIKE THAT?? because they're not the ones who have to stand there and watch her pudgy f------ michelin man face sit flaccid and dull on her disgusting fridge body. You've been f------ nothing but a healthy diet of tight, brown latinas and later alleged cartel r--- victims for your ENTIRE CAREER coming straight out of the slums in Mexico. You've never even seen anything this f------ disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste the sweat that's breaking out on her unshapely asscrack as she leaves it open while wearing those improperly fit sweatpants, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to stand there, open her car door, and revel in her "statuesque (for that is what she calls herself)" beauty, the beauty she worked so hard for 7 days a week in the previous months. And then she calls for another door to open, and you know you could kill every single person in this driveway before her security could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're a f------ mexican kid. You're not going to lose your future chauffeur career over this. Just bear it. Cringe your face and bear it.