Above, Brad Pitt reenacts his favorite Rolling Stones cover with Inglorious Basterds director Quentin “B Cup” Tarantino. If ever things really do go sour for Brad and Ang, I think we’ll all know who to blame. Also, WILL YOU LOOK AT HOW DAMN CUTE HIS EXPRESSION IS PEAKING OUT FROM O’ER THAT SHOULDER? I want to open his mouth up and shove my trapper keeper inside. (NC-17 style).
Ahead, photo evidence proving that a. Brad and Angelina are still very much in love, despite her lack of eyebrows; and b. That Brad is, indeed, God.
There’s something a touch off about Angelina in these photos. Look, the girl could dip herself in acid and still look better than 99 percent of all other human beings on the planet. But… her eyebrows? The hair? It’s very Grudge.
(pause… 2… 3…) Bitch.
And finally, in proof that Brad Pitt is, quite possibly, God:
