And she bleeds human blood! I think. Although, if you put a drop of St. Angie blood under a microscope I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d find a million crimson Mother Theresas winking back at you.
At the Paris premiere of that Sodium shit, St. Angie got a paper cut while signing autographs. Since St. Angie knows that the most hardcore Brangeloonies have learned the exact scent of her blood and can smell it from a thousand miles away, she quickly sucked that mess up.
And when Brad Pitt asks St. Angie later if her skinny ass finally ate a sandwich, she can tell him that she had a snack at the premiere. Bitch ain’t lying!
Here’s more of Angie Jo at the Salt premiere wearing a dress that would look better on a voluptuous Florida drag queen who would make those straps stretch for their lives.