Grab a gold goblet, jump on your camel and ride towards the holy land (which is temporarily in Venice, Italy) and gather at the steps of the Church of Brangelina, because Star Magazine (via Hollywood Life) says the newest Fetus Christ is currently simmering in St. Angie’s womb of wonder. And they must be right, because look at that bump! Or maybe she ate a garbanzo bean for lunch instead of her usual, a sandwich made out of her children’s tears.
A source on the set of The Tourist tells Star that Angie must be knocked up for the fourth time around, because she’s drinking grape juice instead of red wine and has asked the costumers to help her hide the evidence. A different source says that Angie has already told Brad and the child army. I’m sure Maddox was so thrilled he could fart after finding out that he had to train yet another brat how to properly wear all-black.
If this is true (which you know it isn’t), how does Billy Goat Brad find the time? When he isn’t cowering in fear of Angie, he’s off secretly meeting Jennifer Aniston. What am I saying? Angie doesn’t need to fuck on Brad to get pregnant. All she has to do is send her leechy vagina out in the middle of the night to feed on Brad’s huevos and collect what she needs.
I leave you with pictures of one of the twin messiahs, Knox, with Brad’s mama je’e on THAT BALCONY in Venice yesterday.