From The Eyes Of A Brangeloonie
This is what one of the more stealthier Brangeloonies sees after they’ve been stalking out in the garden of the Church of St. Angie disguised as a compost pile and surviving on Gatorade backwash (they call it “a bottle of Jennifer Aniston’s lonely tears“) and Potato Stix (they call it baked hairs from Billy Goat Brad’s old chin minge) for weeks! You can almost hear the sounds of blood gushing out of the Brangeloonies’ lips as they bite down to keep from vocalizing the river of panty pudding dripping down their leg.
Usually, Sgt. Maddox is quick to spot this kind of harebrained trickery! Maddox throws a bucket of pig’s blood on the fool and cackles away as his army of dogs goes after that bitch. This guy knows what I’m talking about:
Here’s more pictures of Angie Jo and Brad Pitt sniffing and kissing on each other on the set of that movie she’s directing in Hungary.