For months now, we've been trying to wrap our feeble minds around this whole Katie and Tom hoodoo business. Many a sleepless night has been spent trying to unravel the tightly-woven threads of their love sham, and yet we keep coming up empty-handed. Star magazine has lent a helping hand and offered up some clues as to the genesis of the Greatest Love Story Ever Told, and it involves Joey Potter pretty much throwing her maidenhead at Maverick.
So, this is how Star says it all went down, see. Tom had his agent call Katie's publicist to set up a meeting. Katie shows up at his "office" (we're hoping Tom's like the Fonz and accepts visitors in the can at Al's), thinking Tom wants to work with her on a film project. Well, it turns out "meeting" meant "hot sexy date full of sexy sex with a side of sexy brainwashing" as wily old fart Cruise asked the nubile starlet on a date. A few days later, he shows up at her home in a limo with all the romantic gifts starry-eyed girls dream boys might someday give: flowers, candy, and a copy of L. Ron Hubbard's Dianetics. Nothing turns a young virgin's loins to lava like engrams and thetans! Tom then whisked K-Hole off to his private jet, which remained parked while they enjoyed a romantic meal, and, according to a source, Tom's Scientology bros kept popping by the plane to sing the praises of their cuckoo cult:
"Tom kept having these 'friends' drop by [the plane]. By the end of the date, she was sold. I hear she and Tom spent the night together."
We can take it from here: Rome, couch-jumping, engagement, shameful love child. And Chris Klein! Poor Chris Klein. Dude stays with Holmes for 5 years and doesn't get so much as a dry hump, yet one date with the Cruise and she serves up her hymen on a gilded platter. Life sucks.
See more of Katie than Chris did, at MrSkin.com.
If Tom's more your speed, then off to MaleStars.com with you.
