A girl can’t have a pretzel with extra cheese without people speculating that she’s knocked up. I mean this is Reese Witherspoon we’re talking about. I haven’t been to a sex education class in a long time, but don’t you have to engage in intercourse in order to get pregnant? I doubt her tickle sessions with Jakey Poo lead to anything more. Well, it leads to them doing each other’s hair and crank calling Jennifer Aniston. They call Aniston and say, “Hi honey. It’s John. Will you marry me?” When Jenny says “yes,” they cackle and hang up on her.
Here’s Reese with pretzel bloat at the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer yesterday in DC.