Angelina Jolie is Seasoned Salt

^^^^One more comment about Jared, I think he knew that haters on other sites thought that JJ was Brangelina Central, and he no longer wanted that association. So now he caters to the most malicious and vicious of the trolls. Money always talks, and will trump loyalty anyday.

Goodnight all. TTYL.

Test @ 03/20/2009 at 2:24 am

hey, instead of Answering the Loonifers, lets make fun of their fanfiction. Omg, thanks Fanfiction poster. So she actually WON the Oscar in their crazy ass story. BWAHAHAHAAAH! I am laughing so hard my ass is about to fall off.
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ITA

here is some more…
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”I knew that Brad and I reuniting would bring a huge media onslaught but I could deal with that tomorrow. For now, I was just content living in this fragment of time. “Do you want to dance?” asked Brad and as everyone else seemed to be doing so I agreed. A familiar song began to play and everyone slowed their pace down accordingly. ”

”Unforgettable, that’s what you are
Unforgettable though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more”

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A touching video of the family at link
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http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7954202.stm
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Richardson family attend Broadway
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The family of Natasha Richardson went to Broadway on Thursday, as theatres dimmed their lights in a tribute to the actress.

The 45-year-old actress died following a skiing accident in Canada on Monday.

Her husband Liam Neeson, mother Vanessa Redgrave, and other family members, were joined by stars such as Sarah Jessica Parker who came out to show their support.

Richardson was well known for her stage work, winning a Tony Award for her performance in the musical Cabaret in New York.

Natasha Richardson R.I.P.
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thx for sharing!
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dulcinea13 @ 03/20/2009 at 2:53 am

A touching video of the family at link
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http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7954202.stm
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gone are those days when this site is fun and the fan use word of wisdom. But what do not change is the troll on Brad and Angie thread 24/7/365 with their useless comment.
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Well here is some fanfic written by rica and some other fan when you stroll down you will see them.
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http://justjared.buzznet.com/gossip/2006/02/brad_pitt_nyc.php#comments

looks good!

here is another site for Brad&Angie fanfic
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http://brangelinadreams.blogspot.com/

fanfic by judy its fun credit judy
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Angelina took a quick shower and walked to her bed, she did not feel well; she felt dizzy and wanted to throw up but it was natural, it was because of her pregnancy, she had not told brad yet, she was waiting for the right moment but it never came
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Hi everyone
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This is a brad/Angelina fan fiction and I do hope you’re enjoying reading it.
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Angelina took a quick shower and walked to her bed, she did not feel well; she felt dizzy and wanted to throw up but it was natural, it was because of her pregnancy, she had not told brad yet, she was waiting for the right moment but it never came. The last few weeks hadn’t been easy, he was never there and she was being distant, she knew that it was wrong and that they had to find some time for each other but where to start?
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Her cell phone rang pulling her out of her thoughts.
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Angelina: “Hello?”
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Amy: “Hi Angie, it’s Amy”
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Angelina: “Oh hi Amy, how you doing?”
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Amy: “Fine. You got my message?”
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Angelina: “Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t call you back, I’ve been busy, taking care of the kids…”
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Amy: “It’s okay Angie, I understand…have you told brad yet about your pregnancy?”
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Angelina: “No, not yet…I was thinking of telling him tonight” she uttered nervously

Amy: “Don’t worry, it’s gonna be fine, he’ll be thrilled!”
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Angelina: “Yeah…I hope so”
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Amy: “Bob and I are having a garden party on Saturday; I called to invite you so will you and brad be there?”
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Angelina: “I promise you we’ll be there” she said with a soft smile
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Amy: “All right, take care Angie…call me Okay?”
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Angelina: “I will…bye”
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She hang up the phone and sighed heavily, she walked to the window silently and looked at the full moon outside. She was once again lost in her thoughts.
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Okay, wanna know more? Just review
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Brad dragged himself up the stairs half conscious; he stood next to his kid’s room and turned the doorknob to see that the kids were sleeping soundly. He closed the door and made his way to his room.
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Angelina saw brad at the door looking pale and exhausted, he stepped into the room and started to undress “why is it so hot in hear?” he questioned talking more to himself to Angelina
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She walked to him very worried she cupped his cheek “brad are you okay? You don’t look well” she asked examining his face
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He put his hand on her cheek, fingers brushing lightly against her skin and he knew he loved her more than anything else on earth. Those large green eyes looking back at him. He came closer to her wrapping his arms around her waist his lips caught hers.
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Angelina felt like they were taken back to the first time, when she felt that spark, the only person she’d ever felt that with and they took the kiss deeper as his tongue slid against hers dipping into her mouth.
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Brad met Angelina’s gaze with lust filled eyes as he lifted her off the ground. Wrapping her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck she crushed her lips against his letting him carry her to bed.
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Slowly laying her body down, keeping his mouth against hers, his right hand slid down her body to her waist and to the tie that held her robe closed. He undid the knot, using his hand to pull the front open leaving her to lie bare under him. Bringing his arm around her waist, he gently lifted her out of the bathrobe, pressing her against his chest as the robe fell from her body. Tossing it aside, he placed her back down on the bed. She felt him kissing her again stealing her breath; he devoured her quickly and hungrily. Like a man starving for his last meal. Her thighs open and waiting for him he pushed inside her like a starving wolf. And then the lovemaking began…
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Hours later Brad was still laying on her, loving her over and over again making up for all the nights he spent away from her. Angelina completely lost in his touch and soft caresses despite her extreme fatigue felt more alive and happy than ever.
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More hours had slipped away and Angelina could take no more of it; Feeling more than exhausted she whispered weakly “brad”.
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Brad was used to utterances of his name from her lips at moments like this, and merely took it as a sign of encouragement to continue - which he did.
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“Brad…you have to-stop …I can’t breath” she began again, trying to make her voice sound more insistent, but failing miserably. Half conscious she whispered to him “I’m…pregnant”
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Brad surprised of what he just heard lifted his head to look at her. She was unconscious…

Angie sat on the sofa holding Maddox to her.
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“So today’s a big day huh? Going to go to the zoo with Daddy right?” Maddox looked at her sadly than bowed his head
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“What’s wrong baby?” she asked softly
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“I don’t wanna go to the zoo… I am -sad”
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“Why is that sweetie?” she questioned with concern
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Maddox lifted his eyes to look at her “because…Daddy is unhappy”
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“Did he tell you that?” Angie uttered tears filling her eyes
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Maddox shook his head “No. I saw him crying, he thought I haven’t seen him but I have”
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“He asked why you hurt him and…” he added still looking at her
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“And what?” she asked eagerly

“And he said ‘love you so much, Angie’ cause that’s what Daddy calls you”
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Hot tears cascaded down her cheeks as she pulled her son into a hug.
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“Mommy?” Angelina looked down at him “don’t you love daddy anymore?”
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“Of course I do sweetheart” she answered through sobs.
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“I want him to be happy again” he muttered quietly pulling back from her embrace
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Angelina smiled to him and wiped her tears away “I promise you I’m going to do everything I can to make him so”
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“Really” he asked happily.
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“Yeah” she said with a laugh, hugging him again
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“But you mustn’t tell him about it okay? It’ll be our little secret” Maddox nodded with a smile
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Brad sighed slumping his shoulders as he rested his back against the door. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could take this. Running a hand through his hair he frowned. “I don’t know if I have the strength to see you angry at me anymore Angie. I miss you.”
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He sighed before turning around and slipping his key into the lock and opening the door. He frowned when he saw her sitting there just out of reach on a couch reading. She glanced up from her book when she heard the door open. Her eyes locked with his. He wanted to say something but kept his mouth shut, he didn’t want to upset her further. What if something he said got her angrier than she already was.
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Brad turned around to begin walking away from her when her voice stopped him in his tracks. “Wait.” He froze for a second before turning around and facing her. “Yeah?” She stood up closing her book and walking over to him. “We need to talk.” He almost winced when he heard her voice. She sounded angry. Brad frowned, wondering what it was that she wanted to talk to him about but knowing deep in his mind that this didn’t sound good. He watched her walk over to him. “Angie-.” She cut him off by placing a finger to his lips. She kept it there for a moment before her eyes softened and he could have sworn he saw the beginnings of tears in her beautiful eyes. “Angie?” He said again wondering what he had done wrong this time. He didn’t want to see her cry.
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She looked down for a moment then launched herself in his arms wrapping her arms around his waist. He stilled wondering what was going on. “I’m sorry” she whispered holding him tightly. Brad lifted her face with his finger. “Angie are you okay?” She nodded giving him a smile. “I am so sorry. I didn’t realize how upset I made you.” He fell silent tears started filling his eyes, he had dreamed of this moment for weeks, and now that it was finally happening he didn’t know what to say or do. She looked up at him with a desperate look “Brad, please say something…I really regret what I’ve said and done, please forgive me” He looked down at her and shook his head giving her a determined look. “No it’s my fault too, I hurt you.” She smiled. “No Brad. It’s hurt more to stay away from you.” She smiled before leaning up and brushing her lips against his. It took him a second before he kissed her back showing her how much he missed her and loved her. He broke the kiss and pressed his head against hers “do you love me?” he asked closing his eyes, she wiped away the tears that kept falling “I love you, so much” she breathed and pulled him for another heart blowing kiss. They broke the kiss as she pressed her lips against neck murmuring against it. “Let’s get married.” He raised an eyebrow in confusion. “We’re already married.” She smiled snuggling into his chest. “It was just a certificate. I want a real wedding with a white dress and cake taller than me…” He smiled wrapping his arms around her. He whispered “let’s do it” before bringing his lips to hers and kissing her again.
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Brad’s eyes opened in the quiet of the early morning. He turned over to the empty side of the bed before his mind caught up with the day and realised Angelina was staying in their home while George had put him up for the traditional “don’t see the bride before the ceremony” time.
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He rolled over on to his back and put his hands behind his head. He hadn’t really slept well over night, due to excitement, which he found surprising. They had been together for years now, and he thought that this was a lovely romantic notion. Brad was thoughtful as he lay there. He was actually excited! He was marrying the woman he loved. Even after six children – three natural, and three biological, he could hardly contain his excitement.
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That excitement drove him to his feet and in to his morning routine. There was no doubt in his mind, the marriage ceremony was more important than most people realised. No, he thought, not the ceremony, what it represented. People didn’t really think about it. Dismissing it as a lovely romantic idea whose sentiments didn’t prepare you for the stark reality of life with another person. Or for the cynical people, a party and a chance for a piss-up at someone else’s expence.
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But Brad knew, and he believed Angelina knew as well, that the ceremony was a beginning. An opportunity to build once more on what they had together. A re-commitment, made in public in front of all their friends and family, that what they had was special and real beyond what words could express. That’s why he had been too excited to sleep well. Their love had been good and deep and true. Now it would be that a new fourth dimension had been added. The realisation that their love was linear, occupying both time moving forward from beginnings, as well as the knowledge that as long as either had conscious self awareness as people, that this commitment would remain. And if, by faith, they accepted the eternity of creation from a loving God, then that’s how long their love would last.
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Brad smiled at himself. It was unusual for him to delve into philosophical musings like this, but he knew that Angelina loved him. The knowledge that he loved her simply completed the promise that they would make today. One that Brad knew in his innermost being, was going to be the most sacred of oaths.
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“Hey Brad! You up man?” came George’s yell as he knocked on the door.
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“Yeah, up and rarin’ to go.” Brad replied. George came through the door already in dress pants and shirt, while Brad was still in pyjamas.
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“I’ll shower and change after a quick breakfast.”
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“Too nervous to eat in your good clothes in case you spill something?” said George with a grin.
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“Why take a chance?” Brad smilingly replied. “I like to reduce my risks.” The two friends looked at each other.
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“It’s going to be great, you know.” said George. “You two are so great together.” Brad pulled him in to a quick, manly hug.
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“Thanks man.” The two friends parted to complete their preparations.

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“How are you children coming along?” Angelina asked as she came into the bedroom. She had a smile on her face that she had been wearing since she woke. Today was THE day, and Angelina could just sing she was so happy.
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“We’re doing fine Mom!” Maddox replied. “Almost ready to dress.”
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“Yeah Mom!” came the distant chorus of Pax and Zahara.
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“Not before breakfast.” Angelina reminded them. “I’m going to see how Maria’s getting along with Shiloh, Knox, and Vivienne. Don’t dawdle, we have to be out of here by 10:00 am. The Limousine’s will be here sooner than you think. Remember, we have a half hour drive to the lake.”
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“We got it made in the shade. Don’t have a cow, man.” Maddox often mixed his metaphors. He was devoted to the animated show, The Simpson’s, and would often use catch phrases from the show mixed with expressions from the older friends of his parents.
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Angelina just smiled at him and ruffled his hair before returning to her tour of the house to check on the progress of the preparations each member of the family was making. Shortly a couple of her bridesmaids would be arriving to assist with make-up and the wedding dress. With so much to do she should have been a lot more anxious, but she couldn’t think of much else but the day. It would be as perfect as she could make it, but she remembered that perfection didn’t guarantee happiness. If some things went wrong they would make good stories for later. The day was to be enjoyed without stressing over the small stuff.

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At the lake the work crew had put the finishing touches to the canopy above the pier and the seating around the lake shore. All the sound system had been tested, the facilities installed and the dining area finished under the marquees. The flooring was all secured and the orchestra’s area was ready. Long convoys of catering trucks were unloading and the chefs in the giant kitchen tent were hard at work preparing the food that would keep for later in refridgeration. The cooking ranges were being heated for those cooked foods that would later be served cold – ordoerves and other finger food – to the guests as they arrived. The ranges would be kept hot for adjustments to the heat to be consistent by the time the main meals would be cooked for the reception. Angelina had made the decisions, but she had worked through a wedding planner. The wedding planner had great connections, especially where money was thrown at her with such conviction.
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Perfect weather, perfect romantic setting. Trees in the background and a soft breeze, beautiful clear blue sky. Still lake with birds calling to each other as they went about their business. Small animals that had grown used to the prescence of humans could be seen in the distance, foraging.
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The children would be part of the wedding party, and they were all looking forward to it.

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George and Brad arrived early and mingled with other early arrivals. They intended to take up their positions only in the last few minutes. As they looked around they could see that everything was as perfect as it could possibly be. The whole area was laid out in a broad scope and in order; as the parts of the service would focus on one area at a time. There was a broad aisle between the seating that led onto the pier and the seating was arrayed in a horseshoe shape which was dictated by the shoreline. Even though there were some 300 guests, given the length of shore they still managed to limit the depth of the rows to five, with small aisles allowing ready access. The table where they would sign the registry was set up under a canopy as you stepped onto the shore from the pier. The acoustics would be perfect given the flat surface of the water.
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Photographs were going to be taken in the lovely park gardens further around the shore while the guests were sitting to dine. It was all in convenient long walking distance, but in order to preserve outfits, golf carts had been hired to save time in moving the bridal party and families.
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Dining area and dance floor were convenient to one another, with beautiful natural wood decking, having been competently trued by laser sight for a level dancing surface. All the surrounds were manicured so that it seemed even the grass had been combed to lie in the same direction.
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The guests all seemed to arrive in the space of half an hour, but that was simply appearance. Most of the guests did, but there were still a few who came later, though in good time for the beginning of the ceremony.
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George noticed that Brad started to get more nervous as the number of people around them increased, so George diverted him with conversation as much as possible but didn’t allow him to have more than a small glass of sherry. When their children arrived in care of two nannies, which was for the benefit of the younger ones, George guided Brad to the Pier and up to the Lectern area their celebrant had had constructed at the end. The Pier was abnormally broad for the use it had, which was because it had been purpose built for the occasion, but would remain for the use of others afterward.
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‘Not long to go now Brad. The first day of the rest of your life.’ Brad smiled genuinely, but it was obvious that he was tense. Not in a bad way, but his adrenaline was spiking with excitement.
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‘Yes, it’s really amazing. We’ve got six kids and we’ve been together for years, but it’s like its all new.’ George quirked a smile.
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‘Would you like an absolutely unforgettable memory that you’ll take to your grave?’ Brad was curious and just nodded his head.
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‘Stand in position facing down the Pier and close your eyes. I’ll tell you when to open them, and the first sight of your bride as she walks toward you in full bridal dress is something you will never forget.’
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So Brad adopted his position in front of the celebrant facing down the Pier and closed his eyes. George stood beside him talking. When the bridal limousine arrived he described what was happening as Angelina alighted and arranged her gown and had more photographs taken. Then finally turning toward the pier the orchestra struck up a traditional wedding march and she slowly processed toward the Pier. Her attendants (all her children with the younger ones in the arms of the nannies) streamed out behind her and a little flower girl, wearing a deep red garland in her hair, strewed rose petals before her from a basket.
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George kept describing the scene and as Angelina stepped onto the Pier he said.
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‘Alright Brad, blink your eyes as you open them and look at your bride.’
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George’s advice had been good as eyes had grown a little sensitive to the sun. Once he was able to focus his eyes widened in shock. Angelina’ head was erect with her eyes looking at Brad. Poised and beautiful in her long flowing gown she was a vision of loveliness. Her hair was done up leaving a tail splayed to one side. The veil descending from a diamond tiara that was purchased for the gown spread around her bare shoulders. The train was supported by her three older children. There was her trademark wide smile revealing her feelings for the moment.
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Brad was shocked to find his eyes filling with tears. A completely spontaneous response to the intensity of his emotions, he could see Angelina’s eyes glisten as she came up beside him. Brad looked at George and mouthed, “Thanks pal.”. George just grinned and laughed silently.
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Moving behind the couple as the children arranged the train and moved back, he heard the celebrant begin the service. He wasn’t really listening, but was thinking of the events leading to this moment. He knew they were hopelessly in love with each other and their family. As the ceremony progressed he felt a little guilty about his part in their misunderstanding. He knew he had been forgiven, but he was very glad that it had led to this beautiful wedding. They deserved all the happiness in the world. They had something special. Deep ties and a love that went way beyond the superficial. They were together on so many levels.
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He stepped forward on the cue from the celebrant and handed over the rings. It was almost over, but it had only begun. The day would end. The love would not.

yes siree @ 03/20/2009 at 2:06 am Hehe, the “Dog” movie kicked BB’s behind in the UK. Not to mention it broke the record for the year. Chew on that.
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Reposting @ 03/20/2009 at 1:32 am

BUTTON and WANTED PREVAIL! @ 03/19/2009 at 10:14 pm

WANTED
Domestic: $134,508,551 39.4%
+ Foreign: $206,924,701 60.6%
= Worldwide: $341,433,252

BENJAMIN BUTTON

Domestic: $126,609,210 39.3%
+ Foreign: $195,800,000 60.7%
= Worldwide: $322,409,210

Marley

Domestic: $142,667,427 74.2%
+ Foreign: $49,625,000 25.8%
= Worldwide: $192,292,427

Despite the N U D E cover, Aniston is still a poor loser!

Despite publicity gimmicks and stunts, Aniston can’t produce a world-wide it!

Despite the millions FOX is spending to promote Marley it still sinking in many countries

THAT IS THE REALITY.. IF the Dog Flick surpasses TCCBB and WANTED then you can come back and post your UGLY idol’s box office count in the meantime GET LOST!!

louisa @ 03/20/2009 at 5:54 am Why are these pictures being reposted. Jared just put them up a couple of days ago. I don’t understand why people are making a big deal about the Wanted commercial. The dvd has been out for months in the UK.
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Well you see it’s becoz they banned the the WANTED trailer in UK and that’s a big deal to JENHAGS ..bwahahahhaha they are so desperate about their idol being dumped for the 100th times so HUVANE called Jared and asked him to post that article so JENHAGS and their idol THE HAG will not be looking so pathetic and will divert the attention to Angelina Jolie .. bwahahhahah ANISTON THE DUMPEE OF THE CENTURY