You remember in Shawshank when Andy Dufresne finally crawled out of that tunnel of shit to freedom and there was that overhead shot, in the rain, of him triumphantly tasting life again for the first time? Well, that was sort of how I figured Star Jones’ ex-husband Al Reynolds would feel right now. But apparently he’s more like Brooks. Shows what I know about the word “love.” People.com reports:
Al Reynolds is opening up , a little , about his split from Star Jones.
“I know in my heart that I entered my marriage with love and the best of intentions and leave it with great sadness that it didn’t work,” writes Reynolds in a MySpace post Tuesday.
If you replaced “my marriage” with “TGI Friday’s” I could have used that exact same sentence to describe what I did last night. Seriously, I can not fathom how ANYONE, I don’t care who you are, could have any kind of sadness related to NOT seeing Star Jones anymore. Not to mention someone who had to listen to her inane bullshit on a daily basis AND have sex with her. In fact, here’s a flow chart to detail exactly what I would do if I was married to Star Jones and had to have sex with her.
I was going to congratulate you on such an amazing photoshop of turning a horse into human but then upon futher research I discovered it was just a normal picture. Touche` nature.
Yuk Yuk and fukn Yuk….