Team Aniston

I just can't...can't...can't  wrap my mind around the Jolie-Pitt thing.  I can't help but feel like I'm being punk'd.  There is something so utterly contrived around about their giant U.N. of a family.  They are too beautiful, too generous, too talented, just plain too too.  They even chose weird but not overly "Granola Sunshine" names for their stunning children.  Yes.  They had SICK chemistry in Mr. and Mrs. Smith, which is a kick ass movie, for sure.  Still...I just can't. 

WRH is falling behind in her chores, apparently, because the WRH correspondent from the North had to alert me to
this.  I don't even know what to say.  She even breeds excessively.  Or is it him?  Does he have superswimmers? 

I hope that Jen is all over it, because she's cool and smart and has really shiny hair and good taste, but I still feel like I want to call her up and invite her out to do tequila shots.  And I hate tequila.
 

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