Ryan Phillippe is pretty (heartless)!
OKay, I was already pissed at Ryan because he clowned Reese at the 2002 Academy Awards.
You remember that? His shameless, unabashed display of malicious spite and vengeful envy (yes, baby, mama has been off up in the thesaurus) towards his wife just because she makes much paper and he has, like, no cheddar (not even the fake, processed kind that you spread on crackers with that little red stick).
But he's pretty so I kinda forgave him.
Now this good-looking crack monster had pissed me off again.
Once again, he is clowning Reese in public. Because of his unsportsman like conduct, Reese now finds herself on the cover of US magazine with a large bright yellow caption that reads: Reese's Lonely Marriage.
You see, this past Easter, Ryan acted a complete and total monkey and refused to go to Easter Services with Reese and little Ava. Now, he might just be a Phillistine but, even heathens somehow stumble, trip or get bitch-slapped into church on Easter! This libertine (dig that Anglo-anachronism!) went out for beer!
I don't care how pretty he is (and he is pretty BUT not as pretty as Paul Walker*), this is what Reese needs to do:
1) grab that fool by the throat and tell him, once and for damn all, not to clown her in public!
2) put some brass knuckles on and clock that joker square dead in the face. . .see, Ryan's problem is that he's pretty and he knows he's pretty. . .I don't think he'd be so flippant and apathetic if Reese would go ahead and beat him with that ugly stick like she ought to!
Now Ryan. . .some men would kill to be in your position. . .you have a beautiful wife who's compulsively devoted to you AND she makes a lot of money PLUS she probably didn't make you sign a pre-nup. I say, (instead of listening to hip hop on your iPod) sit down, shut up and be the damn trophy husband. Look at Kevin Federline. . .you don't see him trippin', do you?
*NOTE: No one is as pretty as Paul Walker.
galaxyMafia
". . .ass up off the vig, bitch!"
You remember that? His shameless, unabashed display of malicious spite and vengeful envy (yes, baby, mama has been off up in the thesaurus) towards his wife just because she makes much paper and he has, like, no cheddar (not even the fake, processed kind that you spread on crackers with that little red stick).
But he's pretty so I kinda forgave him.
Now this good-looking crack monster had pissed me off again.
Once again, he is clowning Reese in public. Because of his unsportsman like conduct, Reese now finds herself on the cover of US magazine with a large bright yellow caption that reads: Reese's Lonely Marriage.
You see, this past Easter, Ryan acted a complete and total monkey and refused to go to Easter Services with Reese and little Ava. Now, he might just be a Phillistine but, even heathens somehow stumble, trip or get bitch-slapped into church on Easter! This libertine (dig that Anglo-anachronism!) went out for beer!
I don't care how pretty he is (and he is pretty BUT not as pretty as Paul Walker*), this is what Reese needs to do:
1) grab that fool by the throat and tell him, once and for damn all, not to clown her in public!
2) put some brass knuckles on and clock that joker square dead in the face. . .see, Ryan's problem is that he's pretty and he knows he's pretty. . .I don't think he'd be so flippant and apathetic if Reese would go ahead and beat him with that ugly stick like she ought to!
Now Ryan. . .some men would kill to be in your position. . .you have a beautiful wife who's compulsively devoted to you AND she makes a lot of money PLUS she probably didn't make you sign a pre-nup. I say, (instead of listening to hip hop on your iPod) sit down, shut up and be the damn trophy husband. Look at Kevin Federline. . .you don't see him trippin', do you?
*NOTE: No one is as pretty as Paul Walker.
galaxyMafia
". . .ass up off the vig, bitch!"
