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Brad Pitt devastated after break-up, according to
many women he's now begun fucking
Actor Brad Pitt, who recently announced his separation from actress wife Jennifer Aniston, has been agonizing over the breakdown of what once seemed to be a storybook marriage, according to much of the ass he's been tagging this week.
"I've never seen Brad like this," said one anonymous friend who has known Pitt for almost seven years and now finally, finally finally gets to fuck him. "How often do you see the minority party in a three-on-one cry? OK, well how about when it's a man?"
Although tabloids are reporting that Aniston felt threatened by the close friendship that developed on the set of a recent film co-starring Pitt and actress Angelina Jolie, Pitt maintains that he did not begin relentlessly monkey-fucking Jolie until the night the separation was announced to the public.
"Brad's friends know that he wants to have children but Jen's been doing more films and wasn't ready to settle down," claimed Marge Smallwood of Omaha who doesn't know Pitt but has every intention of getting impregnated should they ever copulate when next the actor gets lost in Omaha and winds up on her doorstep while her grandchildren are away.
"Nobody knows what Brad is going through except Jen and the reports filtering down to me indicate that he hopes to reunite with his wife after this trial separation," Pitt's publicist Michael Channing said, while, across town in Pitt's self-designed mansion, Channing's ex-wife tossed Pitt's salad as Channing's college-aged daughter simultaneously worked the sac and scowled at the model patiently waiting in the bedroom doorjamb.
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Haywood Rd., Mon. - A Wachovia bank branch in West Asheville was terrorized yesterday during a daring mid-day robbery by an out-of-work street-performing monkey.
Witnesses said the "visibly nervous" monkey entered the building while perched upon a dog around 1:30 p.m. and "acted fidgety" as he waited in line for the next available teller.
"I was counting bills when I looked up and saw a monkey dressed like a cowboy jump off a dog and start ransacking the place," said bank teller Sandy King. "He ran over to me, jumped up and down while pointing a gun at me and screeching. It really freaked me out."
The monkey then went on a rampage, terrifying bank customers who stood by helplessly as the suspect sexually assaulted and then destroyed a cardboard credit card stand.
The assailant also swung from the light fixtures and attacked a hat that an elderly woman was wearing.
"I couldn't figure out what he wanted," recalled one teller. "When he came back, I handed over a wad of cash but he just put some in his mouth and hissed at me. He grabbed a bowl of complimentary mints and ran out of the building. He jumped onto the back of the getaway dog waiting outside and took off."
The monkey, Squeaks, was identified from police sketches by his owner, an animal trainer who asked to remain anonymous for professional reasons.
The monkey's owner claims that Squeaks has been missing for weeks and has a known dependency on amphetamines and freebase banana.
The dog has been identified as Piddles, whose owner, Jay Glover, lives in Weaverville.
"I can't believe Piddles got himself mixed up with a monkey," said Glover. "Especially one with an arrest record. He's a good dog, yes he is, who's a good dogÉ. but I have to admit, he has seemed quiet lately and I did find a large amount of cash buried in the back yard."
Police have informed the public to keep an eye out for a monkey riding a dog. Citizens are strongly urged not to attempt to apprehend the monkey as Squeaks is extremely dangerous and known to fling his own feces.

Committed to enforcing the threats he made with his "Vote or Die" campaign, recording artist P. Diddy is currently in the process of hunting down and destroying any and all eligible voters who failed to turn out for this year's presidential election.
"It's about keeping promises," explained an exhausted Diddy while being transported on his 2005 super-luxury deathcoach. "I spent months giving everyone fair warning, yet folks seem surprised when I unleash my dawgs."
By "dawgs," Diddy refers, of course, to the large number of gentlemen who are well-paid to accompany the artist to social functions and to keep his hands clean when trouble arises.
The way things are going it would appear that Mr. Diddy has a long road ahead. His work in L.A. alone is keeping him quite busy.
"I decided to begin with the West Coast after Biggie appeared to me in a dream and told me that it was what he wished," said Diddy, gazing waveringly at the floor. "God I wish I had an idea of my own."
As the bus rolled up to yet another private residence of greater L.A., Diddy rounded up his dawgs to again wreak bloody vengeance. "This is what I want to be remembered for."
Moments later he added, "Well, until I can think of some other bullshit publicity vehicle anyway."
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