Friends of Jennifer Aniston have grown increasingly alarmed as Jennifer's lifetrack veers off into left field yet again. "It's not as bad as when she was burning baby dolls on the beach, but we've been making sure the cat's in at night," a neighbor was heard to say.
It's OK. I don't feel a day over 50.
Paul Sculfor seems to have gone the way of the Vaughn, and Aniston has returned to her days of being full of herself and hostile to everyone else. As the image illustrates, even Courtney Cox knows to stay an inch or two out of kicking distance (thanks to Megadeth).
This brings us to the big question: What happened to Paul? Did Jen read all the tabloids she says she never reads, see all the dirt being slung about her marvelous new man, and send him packing before she got too attached? Was he lousy in bed and not worth the grief? Was she lousy in bed and not worth the queef? Or, as some tabloids claimed, did Brad call her to warn her about her dangerous new boyfriend, saving the day before snuggling back up with his little peoples?
Or maybe Jen is just unlucky in love. She's too rich, too tan, too fit, too smug ... that and the masculine bone structure are enough to intimidate just about any man, and what are the odds of another doll like Brad coming along? About the same as landing another show like Friends.
What the Hell do you have
What the Hell do you have against Jennifer Aniston? Now, you have made these charges simply on your speculation under the guise of reporting. Shame on you. Jen was spotted with Paul the night before these pictures were made having dinner at Sunset Towers. There are pictures of her leaving, smiling a Hell of a lot, and reports of the intimacy of their date. Of course you don't mention that. How do you know she's smug? I can guarantee that you have never once met her nor even seen her from afar. Can we all say LET'S BE OBJECTIVE? Now, feel free to go back to shoving your nose up Angelina's butt.