The question now is whether or not Pitt will start a real life "I Hate Rachel Green" club.
I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing: while you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits." --- President Jed Bartlett, The West Wing
I don't find Jennifer all that attractive anymore either, I did at one time. Not only could I think of dozens of women better looking in Hollywood, but I could name several Jennifers (Connelly, Garner, Love Hewitt, Lopez) alone.
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If the question of whether they're on or off again was on a quiz, I'd have to opt for Triumph's answer from his grilling of the Star Wars nerds:
"I'm sorry, the correct answer is Who gives a shit?"
Let's stop the celebrity c*cksucking, please. Which star sticks what in whose hole is pretty damn irrelevant...and so are all the godawful TV shows only too happy to fellate those types: Access Hollywood, The Insider, Entertainment Tonight, Celebrity Justice, anything with the Beelzebub Joan Rivers and her hellspawn Melissa...
...it goes on and on. Ye f'n Gods.
Star wipe, and...we're out. Thrillin' ain't easy.
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Say what? No Cure for Cancer was one helluva piece of work. "I'm an Asshole" might have been the first and best cannonball fired at the fortress of political correctness. That, and he's a Red Sox fan, so hooray! :-)