Now I know why my abuelita thinks public displays of affection are sucio and should be illegal. Hand me a petition, and I’ll sign it in blood that came pouring out of my eye holes when I first saw these pictures of Brittany Murphy kissing on her screenwriter/conman husband Simon Monjack at LAX today.
Aw. I shouldn’t dry heave all over their love. They look happy (?). I mean, Simon is kissing on Brittany like she’s a Twinkie Casserole. And she’s kissing him back like he’s a Collagen needle, so that’s all that matters.
However, that poor dog is about to stage her own death.