This story is becoming more drawn out than the reign of Queen Elizabeth II (I’m hitting snooze until she skips over Charles and Wills and gives the crown to Prince George). Seen above in happier times, because these lucky bitches got to go to the red carpet premiere of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2, are Jesse Williams and Aryn Drake-Lee, two non-contentious, completely peaceful co-parenting “best friends” who ask that you respect their privacy during this difficult time.
I kid! These two messes are STILL stuck in a battle over the kind of money that most of us gutter dwellers will never get to see in our lifetimes (please let me be reincarnated as the former stray cat of a lonely dying millionaire).
TMZ is scooping that Jesse is poised to drag Aryn to court – again – to fight the $50,000 per month judgment awarded her in their shit storm of a custody agreement that was reached just last month. Aryn is also getting $50,000 in monthly spousal support. Now, I’m no genius, but I’d say that even Tori Spelling could find a way to feed her ten thousand children on less than $50,000 a month. Jesse believes he’s the victim of an “error in law” and thinks he can win if they open up this can of tepid French style green beans in court once again.
The “Grey’s Anatomy” star filed docs Friday telling the court he intends to seek a modification of his child support. In the docs, he says he thinks the judge got it wrong when arriving at the $50k figure. Jesse believes there’s insufficient evidence to support that amount.
It sounds like your typical gold digger story, but nope, Aryn was the breadwinner before Jesse Grey’s Anatomy-ed his way out of their domestic life and onto dreams of fresh Hollywood ass. And here’s a tip for Hollywood men: if you’re going to screw over your castaway first wife, you know, the one who helped get you where you are, you might want to make sure she’s not a trilingual successful business woman like Aryn is. She is not to be played. Besides, Jesse can use his piercing green eyes to beam out of TV sets across the world, scraping the snail trail residual of lady bits juice into his magical formula to turn into fistfuls of cold hard cash. Unless Aryn uses a fire poker to pop his eyeballs out, he’s got an endless source of money in those tracker beam eyes!