Joe Orr Road Rod wrote:
It's like people who think there is actually a comparison between Aniston and Jolie. Aniston was a cute girl and she's a nice looking 40 year old broad. But the average waitress at Spy Bar on a Saturday night is hotter. Jolie is special. Or at least she was until she began dragging Brad Pitt and a pack of orphans around and quit wearing makeup.
hear hear! her whole "mother to the world" schtick isn't exactly causing me to work on my patents for an industrial strength pants-zipper. i was roughly ~15 when i first saw her in hackers and i was like OMFG THIS BITCH IS HOT (as a suburban white kid we've always aspired to feign blackness through our choices in colloquial vernacular) and i remember that top-down shot of her in the sheer black top and i was just... wooo yeah, that was a thing. she's got the whole exotic hotness thing going, and by the time she "made it" as a proper hollywood star she was out there tantalizing you with tales of fucking the car while she was with billy bob thornton... you felt like you could realistically have a chance like that, cuz while billy bob is kind of crusty and likely discolored in a few places thanks to "battle scars" earned via low-standards debauchery, he genuinely seemed like a cool motherfucker... ergo, you figured that if you were a cool motherfucker you'd have a shot with that.
jennifer aniston is just.... Caller Bob. forgive me ladies, but a rudimentary word association with "jennifer aniston" sends me flying in that direction. she comes off like this overtly maternal nagging controlling powertripping bitch who acts that way because she is way more aware of her shortcomings when juxtaposed with bonafide grade-A hollywood 'tang like the aforementioned angelina than you are... she knows she's not in their league, therefore she's hellbent on getting the most out of life with what she's got and since she knows her veritable "championship window" is only open for so long, she's not gonna settle for an iota less than what she wants.
i think it can be summarized with this one tabloid story i read about "vaughniston" back when they were playing house... reportedly, vince had went out and bought some red bmw convertible and drove it home to show jen. she was waiting outside when he pulled up and proceeded to throw a semi-public hissyfit about his impromptu decision to go out and purchase the car, no doubt done outside in the hopes of humiliating vince for daring to do something without her permission.
so like, compare that miserable cuntiness to the pre-motheroftheworld jolie, a chick who might up and give you road head cuz she felt like it, and yeah.... it's like comparing apples and 1966 chevy impalas, you know?
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Curious Hair wrote:
Les Grobstein's huge hog is proof that God has a sense of humor, isn't it?