I'm the creamy-white, floor-length caftan
Let's be an Angelina Jolie interview
by Anonymous | reply 139 | December 6, 2020 11:29 AM |
I'm the bones about to burst through the skin.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | July 30, 2017 6:33 AM |
I'm the tortured Cambodian kids disguised as depth of empathy.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | July 30, 2017 6:48 AM |
R2 funny. True.
by Anonymous | reply 3 | July 30, 2017 2:35 PM |
I' m the giant vein pulsing in her forehead.
by Anonymous | reply 4 | July 30, 2017 3:32 PM |
We are tears and we will make several strategic appearances during sociopathy-heavy anecdotes.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | July 30, 2017 3:49 PM |
I'm the defeated maid, Hortensia.
by Anonymous | reply 6 | July 30, 2017 3:52 PM |
I am the cup of tea that Angelina always has to demonstrate her undeniable passion for food.
by Anonymous | reply 7 | July 30, 2017 4:02 PM |
I am Angie's case of Bell's Palsy.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | July 30, 2017 4:21 PM |
I'm Jennifer Aniston laughing and rolling my eyes as I read it.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | July 30, 2017 4:33 PM |
LOL to all.
by Anonymous | reply 10 | July 30, 2017 4:38 PM |
I'm the setting--a unfurnished and unkempt home, which seems like a bizarre choice for someone so private until you realize the children can strategically pop in an out to remind everyone just who the real DEDICATED parent is around here.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | July 30, 2017 4:43 PM |
I'm the rhinoplasty
by Anonymous | reply 12 | July 30, 2017 4:46 PM |
I'm People magazine on speed dial.
by Anonymous | reply 13 | July 30, 2017 4:49 PM |
I'm the shower where she cries
by Anonymous | reply 14 | July 30, 2017 4:51 PM |
We're the scissors she uses to cut Shiloh's hair. This is what happens when you name your kid after a Neil Diamond song.
by Anonymous | reply 15 | July 30, 2017 5:01 PM |
We're truth and honesty, and we're not there.
by Anonymous | reply 16 | July 30, 2017 5:03 PM |
I'm the talent that's just not there
by Anonymous | reply 17 | July 30, 2017 5:12 PM |
I'm the director that she hired to create the scene and rehearse the kids and dog before the reporter arrived.
by Anonymous | reply 18 | July 30, 2017 5:55 PM |
I'm the nanny who actually raises the kids. Like truth, honesty, and talent, I too, was told to take a powder.
by Anonymous | reply 19 | July 30, 2017 8:36 PM |
I'm the body parts Angie had surgically removed.
by Anonymous | reply 20 | July 30, 2017 8:39 PM |
I'm the DL poltergeist who posted R19's response before R19 actually hit the "post" button. I do this all the time.
by Anonymous | reply 21 | July 30, 2017 8:39 PM |
I'm Brad Pitt and I'm glad I'm escaped this mess. I'm also Jonny Lee Miller and Billy Bob Thornton.
by Anonymous | reply 22 | July 30, 2017 8:46 PM |
I'll Bell's Palsey. I'm really caused by the swelling of a nerve due to infection, but Angelina has been touting my cause as her ubiquitous stress.
by Anonymous | reply 23 | July 30, 2017 8:58 PM |
I'm the phantom pain of the tits she had cut off. I get especially sharp when she tells lies.
by Anonymous | reply 24 | July 30, 2017 8:59 PM |
I'm the loop of "minimally talented spoiled brat" repeating endlessly in the back of Angelina's mind as she tries to ignore me.
by Anonymous | reply 25 | July 30, 2017 10:03 PM |
R25 has the best comment ever.
by Anonymous | reply 26 | July 31, 2017 2:55 AM |
Being a minimally talented spoiled brat is better than being an untalented one like Brad Pitt's first wife.
by Anonymous | reply 27 | July 31, 2017 3:52 AM |
I'm Jon Voight, aghast at what I'm watching on my giant TV, and taking swigs from a bottle of Absolut.
by Anonymous | reply 28 | July 31, 2017 4:04 AM |
I'm Brad's empty bottles under the sofa.
by Anonymous | reply 29 | July 31, 2017 4:07 AM |
I'm the shitty film she's there to promote.
Because her last legitimately good movie was...umm...uh...?
by Anonymous | reply 30 | July 31, 2017 4:24 AM |
I'm the live tarantula Angie's going to eat for lunch.
by Anonymous | reply 31 | July 31, 2017 4:25 AM |
I'm the razor Angie cuts herself with.
by Anonymous | reply 32 | July 31, 2017 4:28 AM |
I'm the awkward silence.
by Anonymous | reply 33 | July 31, 2017 4:31 AM |
I'm Angie's vajayjay. Could someone please get me out of here? No deserves to go through what I've been through. I haven't been washed in a decade!
by Anonymous | reply 34 | July 31, 2017 4:56 AM |
I'm the six invisible nannies. We are not allowed to be mentioned in the article.
by Anonymous | reply 35 | July 31, 2017 5:05 AM |
I am a throw pillow scorned.
by Anonymous | reply 36 | July 31, 2017 5:25 AM |
I'm the endless virtue signaling.
by Anonymous | reply 37 | July 31, 2017 5:42 AM |
i am her lying eyes.
by Anonymous | reply 38 | July 31, 2017 5:46 AM |
I'm the needles in the trash can.
by Anonymous | reply 39 | July 31, 2017 5:54 AM |
I'm the hidden Box Set Complete Series DVDs of Friends.
by Anonymous | reply 40 | July 31, 2017 10:24 AM |
I'm the patches under the couch, the bed, cushions, and behind the bin, after the fentanyl's been extracted.
by Anonymous | reply 41 | July 31, 2017 10:37 AM |
I'm the blank stare given Shiloh as she's placed in Angie's arms shortly after birth.
by Anonymous | reply 42 | July 31, 2017 11:01 AM |
I'm the Pantone color chart and Adoption for Dummies book removed from the coffee table and replaced with something literary for the photo-spread.
by Anonymous | reply 43 | July 31, 2017 11:10 AM |
I'm the answer to the question about her upcoming projects: "Yes, Babu BoZwela's book spoke to me as so few do..."
I'm also the conveniently forgotten Kung-Fu Panda 5: Fart of Fire.
by Anonymous | reply 44 | July 31, 2017 11:14 AM |
I'm the too-long sleeves being pulled over Miss Jolie's wrists and hands.
What secrets do I hide? None.
by Anonymous | reply 45 | July 31, 2017 11:16 AM |
I'm the faint feeling the reader gets that Shiloh will someday need thousands of dollars worth of therapy.
by Anonymous | reply 46 | July 31, 2017 11:20 AM |
I'm the wire hangars and glass of Pepsi.
by Anonymous | reply 47 | July 31, 2017 11:21 AM |
I'm Cecil B. DeMille's mansion. I'm a historic property of 8000 sq ft on 2 acres, require a full retinue of staff for daily upkeep and maintenance, and yet my owner says I was bought merely because she needed a quick roof over her head.
by Anonymous | reply 48 | July 31, 2017 11:21 AM |
I'm Brad, reading the interview and realizing Justin Theroux never would've had to put up with this melodrama.
by Anonymous | reply 49 | July 31, 2017 11:26 AM |
I'm the mention of an environmental effort Miss Jolie was involved in to help drought-ridden Somalis. I'm placed awkwardly below a photo of her home:
by Anonymous | reply 50 | July 31, 2017 11:29 AM |
No Friends boxsets ever! What's a Friends boxset doing in this closet when I told you NO FRIENDS BOXSETS EVER!!!
by Anonymous | reply 51 | July 31, 2017 11:31 AM |
I'm the Oscar placed casually in the background between a Vietnamese wooden vase and a children's finger painting by... eh... one of them.
by Anonymous | reply 52 | July 31, 2017 11:33 AM |
I'm the interviewer trying to suppress her laughter as Miss Jolie responds with: "I'm really a simple liver, you see."
by Anonymous | reply 53 | July 31, 2017 11:37 AM |
I'm the process of dispatching on interviewer from Vanity Fair HQ:
by Anonymous | reply 54 | July 31, 2017 11:38 AM |
I am the long, thin, and bottle-dyed to cover grey- hair that gives away my age and level of health
by Anonymous | reply 55 | July 31, 2017 11:55 AM |
I'm the botched immortality spell that keeps the corpse animated and talking.
by Anonymous | reply 56 | July 31, 2017 2:22 PM |
I'm Photoshop. For this pictorial, I drew upon every technique I have to make this dru--err, I mean, Bell's Palsy victim--look less like Vampira. But even I can only do so much.
by Anonymous | reply 57 | July 31, 2017 3:27 PM |
Why am I reading this and thinking Patsy Stone imagining her Hello spread?
by Anonymous | reply 58 | July 31, 2017 4:26 PM |
I'm Angie excusing herself to the bathroom for a moment
*snort, snort*
by Anonymous | reply 59 | July 31, 2017 5:37 PM |
I am Jon Voight and I am so glad I got off that crazy train.
by Anonymous | reply 60 | July 31, 2017 7:52 PM |
I'm the bit of Angie's memory working hard to recall which one's Max, and who's Paddocks?
by Anonymous | reply 61 | July 31, 2017 7:57 PM |
I'm the dried-up vial of Billy Bob Thornton's blood in Angie's jewelry box.
by Anonymous | reply 62 | August 1, 2017 1:16 AM |
R58 it's hard to believe Angie's only 39!
by Anonymous | reply 63 | August 1, 2017 7:51 AM |
No way R63, she's way past 40 by now. Isn't she? I thought she was 40 back when she did The Tourist.
by Anonymous | reply 64 | August 1, 2017 8:51 AM |
I'm Patsy Stone (32) shocked that any actress might lie about their age.
by Anonymous | reply 65 | August 1, 2017 8:57 AM |
R65 OMG TWINSIES?
by Anonymous | reply 66 | August 1, 2017 9:04 AM |
I'm the pretentious article title -- maybe something simple and bold like: "A Tortured Soul: Inside Angelina Jolie"
by Anonymous | reply 67 | August 1, 2017 7:46 PM |
I'm the water slide that one of the kids happened to ask for right on cue. I've already been forgotten.
by Anonymous | reply 68 | August 2, 2017 2:41 AM |
I'm r27, Angelina's manager's unpaid intern.
by Anonymous | reply 69 | August 2, 2017 8:29 AM |
I'm the fact that none of Angie's child purchases were actually orphans.
by Anonymous | reply 70 | August 2, 2017 8:48 AM |
We are the nannies that are raising these hellians
by Anonymous | reply 71 | August 2, 2017 9:05 PM |
I'm... ...surprised that no one has yet posted the Barbara Bennett scene from MOMMIE DEAREST.
by Anonymous | reply 72 | August 3, 2017 8:35 AM |
[quote] No Friends boxsets ever! What's a Friends boxset doing in this closet when I told you NO FRIENDS BOXSETS EVER!!!
Would you prefer [italic]DIff'rent Strokes[/italic]?
by Anonymous | reply 73 | August 3, 2017 8:39 AM |
I'm the pose that's supposed to look both wistful yet sultry but mostly just looks like she's strung out.
by Anonymous | reply 74 | August 3, 2017 8:51 AM |
*juts out right leg*
by Anonymous | reply 75 | August 3, 2017 8:51 AM |
I'm the poor Cambodian woman wondering if I'll ever see my child again.
by Anonymous | reply 76 | August 3, 2017 8:55 AM |
I'm the strand of pearls in her mouth.
by Anonymous | reply 77 | August 3, 2017 8:59 AM |
I'm the ghost of Mr Ed nuzzling at the top of her cleavage in a saucy GQ shoot she's completely forgotten about in an opioid daze.
by Anonymous | reply 78 | August 5, 2017 1:45 PM |
I'm the dog who keeps shitting around the house. It's not that I'm a bad dog, it's that I'm scared to death of these people! I really think one of them might try to hurt me if they catch me! Also, this house has like 67 rooms and I can't find my way to the doors. Help!!!
by Anonymous | reply 79 | August 5, 2017 1:53 PM |
I'm the creepy Native American, uh, First Nation winged incisors that braces and veneers cannot hide.
by Anonymous | reply 80 | August 6, 2017 3:12 AM |
Hey there! It's me, the blind item that revealed Brad was sleeping with Corey Haim. The very next day after I appeared there was a blowout on the private plane that ended their union. Coincidence, I think not.
by Anonymous | reply 81 | August 6, 2017 3:17 AM |
I'm the small stack of bios slipped under the cushion of the couch on the far side of the solarium, which contains photos of my next "love match."
Tammy Cruise is not among them.
by Anonymous | reply 82 | August 6, 2017 3:19 AM |
Got a gig as an extra in her movie bomb 'By The Sea'. That's me fake talking and trying not to laugh during her dance scenes. Notice the faces I can't help making? Thought I would burst. Participation in this narcissistic shit fest led to me getting my SAG card. Double win-for me only.
by Anonymous | reply 83 | August 6, 2017 3:26 AM |
TY R 82!
by Anonymous | reply 84 | August 6, 2017 3:27 AM |
I'm the beaded bracelet around her wrist. Took only 12 beads to complete me. I laugh at that watch that slides down to her elbow because she was too lazy to have some links removed. EMBARRASSING!
by Anonymous | reply 85 | August 6, 2017 3:30 AM |
I'm Mindy Cohn and I'm rumored to be godparent to one or more Jolie-Pitt kids.
I'd drink swill out of one of Angelina's size 12 pumps if she asked me to.
by Anonymous | reply 86 | August 6, 2017 3:36 AM |
Good day. I'm the petty royal yet still nobility she tried to swindle to finally become a lady. I'm merely a viscount but have been forewarned by Her Majesty to just make nice and then blow off. Not going to lose my position and Manor estate for rescuing a trollup and her litter, now would I?
by Anonymous | reply 87 | August 6, 2017 3:37 AM |
R86, no! Tell. Tell right now and dammit, link!
by Anonymous | reply 88 | August 6, 2017 3:39 AM |
Must the shoe be a beige, nude pump? Size 11?
by Anonymous | reply 89 | August 6, 2017 3:40 AM |
We are the rubber mat and S&M fetish gear that hide behind the Universal Mother's cosy domesticity
by Anonymous | reply 90 | August 6, 2017 3:40 AM |
Yo, what up? I'm a vintage '73 Piper snuggled next to a Cessna in this hangar waiting for a storm to pass. Tomorrow one of us will be utilized in flying lessons or skydiving. I used to be used as a prop by Angelina Jolie who pretended to actually be Lara Croft in real life. They'd always position me at an angle that hid the actual, true pilot. She could never land me. Had a short attention span and no self identity, just like Brad Pitt!
by Anonymous | reply 91 | August 6, 2017 3:50 AM |
Salut, mes Amis. Je m'appel Miraval. I didn't sign an NDA, so ask moi anything. The moat has dried up. Trés sec maintenant.
by Anonymous | reply 92 | August 6, 2017 3:59 AM |
I'm the pinot noir grape used in a combination with others to make their average blush wine. They eventually sold parts of me for $7 a bottle. Not a good season for the privileged White grape, that year.
by Anonymous | reply 93 | August 6, 2017 4:09 AM |
I'm angies donkey teeth.
by Anonymous | reply 94 | August 6, 2017 4:09 AM |
I'm the lampshade made out of the flesh that covered here tits before she had them cut off.
by Anonymous | reply 95 | August 6, 2017 4:13 AM |
Hahaha R95. Dying!
by Anonymous | reply 96 | August 6, 2017 4:15 AM |
I happen to be Zahara's envy over the white aryan kids and the Asian kids. I'm not black, I'm rotten puss green.
by Anonymous | reply 97 | August 6, 2017 4:17 AM |
I'm the old racist slur that pops up into Grandpa Voight's mind every time he strains to greet Zahara. I rhyme with 'fig-a-zoo'.
by Anonymous | reply 98 | August 6, 2017 4:23 AM |
Great work guys. Thanks to you a great thread. Crying laughing.
by Anonymous | reply 99 | August 6, 2017 4:29 AM |
I'm the dozens of orchids, wet towels, black rubber sheets, sex toys, and various body fluids(plus semi-fluids and solids), left in a hotel room by Angie and her "tutor", for the minimum waged maid to clean up. Pre-interview contracts forbid questions about incidents like me, so I'll stay out of here and go sit with the facts about Angie's "adoptions".
by Anonymous | reply 100 | August 6, 2017 9:43 AM |
R100, you sound like you could start your own thread!
by Anonymous | reply 101 | August 6, 2017 8:49 PM |
I love this thread
by Anonymous | reply 102 | January 13, 2018 3:27 PM |
Why, R102? R100 sounds like one of those obsessed Angelina Jolie haters. Weird.
by Anonymous | reply 103 | January 13, 2018 3:30 PM |
I'm the tattoos that try to give meaning to an empty, meaningless life, but in reality don't, and will probably get lasered off at the first sign of a perfume house that doesn't want to use her for ads anymore because she looks like an old sailor.
by Anonymous | reply 104 | January 13, 2018 3:35 PM |
R103 because It's funny
by Anonymous | reply 105 | January 13, 2018 3:35 PM |
I'm her secret lover that politician woman
by Anonymous | reply 106 | January 13, 2018 3:36 PM |
I'm Angelina's beard and Thom Racina's whore
by Anonymous | reply 108 | January 13, 2018 3:39 PM |
I'm the self-obsessed vulgarity, oozing through every pore
by Anonymous | reply 109 | January 13, 2018 5:41 PM |
Im last nights syringe of juvaderm
by Anonymous | reply 110 | January 13, 2018 5:45 PM |
I'm the crate loads of dexies hidden under the basement stairs in UNICEF packaging.
by Anonymous | reply 111 | January 14, 2018 2:10 AM |
;;;;
by Anonymous | reply 112 | August 6, 2018 6:25 PM |
OMG! This thread almost made me piss my pants w/ laughter!! How’d I miss this GEM???
by Anonymous | reply 113 | August 7, 2018 12:28 AM |
I'm the embarrassing veil Angie wore for her marriage to Brad. She let the kids loose on me with sharpies. I'm balled up in a closet in one of the kids' playrooms. They like to wear me sometimes when they play "wedding" with their friends---oops, I mean with each other. They don't have any real friends.
by Anonymous | reply 114 | August 7, 2018 1:08 AM |
[post redacted because linking to dailymail.co.uk clearly indicates that the poster is either a troll or an idiot (probably both, honestly.) Our advice is that you just ignore this poster but whatever you do, don't click on any link to this putrid rag.]
by Anonymous | reply 115 | August 7, 2018 1:11 AM |
I'm the flurry of hotel stationery strewn about the room. I contain four illegible "screenplays" penned over the last week. I reek of meth and unabashed insanity.
by Anonymous | reply 116 | August 7, 2018 2:37 AM |
I'm the starvation induced dizzy spells; but Angie thinks of me as "Euphoria."
by Anonymous | reply 117 | August 7, 2018 2:41 AM |
I’m sense of humor. I am absent from AJ’s existence.
by Anonymous | reply 118 | August 7, 2018 2:45 AM |
I'm the slobbering post on Celebitchy following the interview
by Anonymous | reply 119 | August 7, 2018 2:50 AM |
I'm her brother James tied up in her boudoir, hoping Angie doesn't mention anything about my presence to the interviewer.
by Anonymous | reply 120 | August 7, 2018 2:53 AM |
I am her stinking puss that no one will touch
by Anonymous | reply 121 | August 7, 2018 3:15 AM |
I am what’s left of her career, slowly going down the shitter
by Anonymous | reply 122 | August 7, 2018 3:22 AM |
I'm her famous lips and I get smothered every 5 minutes with collagen-based oils to keep me looking extra plump and youthful.
by Anonymous | reply 123 | August 7, 2018 4:13 AM |
I'm the rhinoplasty performed after Cyborg 2 but before Hackers. I'm sworn to secrecy because of my NDA.
by Anonymous | reply 124 | August 7, 2018 4:30 AM |
R104 Speaking of which, Guerlain is going to drop her.
by Anonymous | reply 125 | August 7, 2018 12:06 PM |
More! This thread is gold!
by Anonymous | reply 126 | August 8, 2018 6:55 AM |
I’m her carefully low and modulated speaking tone, offering up pat, scripted answers.
by Anonymous | reply 127 | August 9, 2018 9:52 PM |
I'm the disingenuous international humanitarian efforts to cover the fact that I left a sociopathic trail of bad behavior in my wake in America.
by Anonymous | reply 128 | August 9, 2018 9:53 PM |
I'm one of her kids. In numerous interviews, she brags about me being multi-lingual. In reality, I am barely literate in one language.
by Anonymous | reply 129 | August 10, 2018 12:21 AM |
I'm the boring Angelina
by Anonymous | reply 131 | August 10, 2018 12:53 AM |
I'm her jaw implant
by Anonymous | reply 132 | August 10, 2018 12:53 AM |
I’m her lips below her hips.
by Anonymous | reply 133 | August 10, 2018 1:57 AM |
I'm her pancake butt
by Anonymous | reply 134 | August 10, 2018 2:00 AM |
I’m all her heroin tracks on her frail body.
by Anonymous | reply 135 | August 10, 2018 2:06 AM |
I’m Mindy Cohn, doing everything I can to get noticed. I’m supposed to be keeping the kids in their wing, but what would it hurt if I walked past the door whistling the theme song from “The Facts of Life”?...
by Anonymous | reply 136 | August 10, 2018 2:11 AM |
I'm her in the director;s chair waiting to get recognized as a serious director, instead of an actress because I'm beneath that now.
by Anonymous | reply 137 | August 10, 2018 2:18 AM |
Omg this is too much. Please bring back to life this thread
by Anonymous | reply 138 | November 25, 2019 5:37 AM |
Most brilliant thread ever. It’s hard for me to cry from laughing and I had to stop several times because of this thread. Please guys, more, I need more. DLers deserve more.
by Anonymous | reply 139 | December 6, 2020 11:29 AM |