Kirsten Dunst is pretty when she’s drunk

Here are some shots of Kirsten Dunst exiting Groucho Club in London looking intoxicated and zombie-ish. I feel sorry for any guy drunk enough to sleep with her. Waking up the next morning will be like waking up in a Wes Craven inspired nightmare. And that faint wheezing sound? That would be his penis. I recommend putting it to sleep. Hasn’t it suffered enough?