Hollywood dream pair just won’t go home
They are calling it "Brangelina" fever here now, too. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are visiting Berlin for some inexplicable reason. And visiting and visiting and visiting.
I mean come on. It’s been like three days now already. What ever happened to that tried-and-true-jet-set-style where celebrity types like, well, you flew in for half an hour, tops? Are you setting a new trend or something?
The newspapers over here don’t have all that much to report about as it is and I'm getting tired of reading about you because I already know that you’re pregnant (and I’ve seen Tomb Raider fourteen times at least or at least parts of it frame by frame without the sound on if you know what I mean) so I’d like to get on with my life now and read about something else for once if you don’t mind thank you.
I mean, it's enough already. They’re calling you now “the phantoms of Berlin” and you're continually being sited walking out of some movie theater or climbing out of your limo in Prenzlauer Berg buying a toy Brachiosaurus (that’s a dinosaur) for your kid. It’s time to move on. Honest. Ami (American) go home!
Aber geht mit Gott.
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