Back in the year 1986, Junkyard Dog was king of the ring, UB40 won our hearts with a little song called "Red Red Wine", and every female age 12-30 smelled like Exclamation!, a terrifying nasal assault that came armed with the catchphrase "make a statement without saying a word". Another way to make a statement without saying a word–and without smelling curiously of citrus-infused cat urine? Remain mum on the subject of pregnancy rumors, but show up on the red carpet of the Independent Spirit Awards wearing a form-fitting schmatte that shows off some of this:
Oh, Angelina Jolie. We already know that you don't like Shiloh–or white kids in general–much, so why whip up another? On the other hand, doesn't the baby's father, a wax version of Robert Evans in 1974, look positively radiant?
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You said it best. I wander why she is haven another child after what she has said about Shiloh. Wouldn't it be funny if it came out BLACK!
Your comment about the wax Robert Evans is spot on! Congrats and thanks for making me spew cranberry juice on my laptop. LOL.