Hope he doesn’t slip on the wet floor.
But Brad, you just HAVE to come over my house. I have a cool typewriter I want you to see…
Angelina has really let herself go since the mastectomy.
Probably the chemotherapy.
“Yes, Facebook friends, what you might of heard is true. He’s done it with Angelina and now, he’s doing it to her. You can start eating your hearts out now, bitches!”
His “I’m not able to recognize faces” disorder must come in handy from time to time.
Meatloaf? Her not him….wait….no both.
2 out of 3 ain’t bad.
“Brad, Angelina inspired me to have my breasts removed, too.”
“Brad! If you’ll take a picture with me, then I’ll allow you to cross over my bridge!”
Probably a good thing he can’t remember faces any more.
Good to see Tutti, from the Facts of Life, is still in the public eye.
Brad is apparently eating all the food Angie doesn’t. And we all know, that’s a lot.
For a second, I thought Brad Pitt was Val Kilmer… but then I saw him on the left.
Brad Pitt Thought Bubble:
“Christ, who would have thought she’d smell like rancid pizza…”
“OHMIGOD! Did I tell you about the sculpture I made of you out of butter and chocolate and potato chips??!? I would show you, but I at– it melted.”
“Look, I don’t mind being photographed with you to impress your friends, and it would be OK if you were to blow me, but don’t think were sowing the seeds of a lifetime commitment. Got it?
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