Either Lindsay Lohan is a very humble person or sheís smart enough to know that until two months ago not one single male on the planet could take his eyes off her knockers long enough to notice her face. Perhaps if she had held a photo of her formerly inflated chest balloons in front of her unrecognizable face Brad Pitt would have known who the fuck she was.
At the premier for Mr. and Mrs. Smith on Tuesday, Lindsay tried to talk it up with Brad, only to be met with that look your puppy gives you when you try to explain why itís not ok for him to take a poo on your pillow. Pittís publicist reportedly whispered Lindsayís name to him, and the rest of the encounter went smoothly. Lindsay, in her ever articulate way, even found the incident amusing. "I just ran up to Brad Pitt like a stalker. I said, 'I just have to introduce myself.' He didn't know who I was, and [then] he was like, 'Ohhh.' He was like, 'I want to talk to you later,' and I was like, 'Ok.'" And she was like, ìI really like your movies. Especially the ones where you show, like, your butt. Itís way tighter than Brucieís.î At this point weíre sure Brad looked over at Angelina Jolie, knew she wasnít wearing any underwear, and then looked back at Lindsay and thought, ìWhy would I get dong-deep in some teenagerís Parent Trap when I could be having screaming hot African jungle sex with the sexiest woman alive? If Iíd wanted to stay in the missionary position with no whips, handcuffs, or howling monkeys for the rest of my life I would have stayed married to Jennifer.î
Lindsay Lohan isn't quite naked at MrSkin.com.
But Angelina Jolie sure as hell is.
