We all know the stories. Cain killed Abel. Sampson cut his hair. Tony killed Manolo. The guy from Sister Act 2 sent his  band member into a 10 year downward spiral of alcoholism because of Claudette Ortiz. Now I’ll admit, losing arguably the finest woman on the planet at the time to your best friend might make you throw back a beer or 15. However, at some point you have to remember who you are. As my dad often quotes Shakespeare’s centuries-old adage, “To thine own self be true”… or something like that.

This brings me to my point. My man, 50 stacks, Brad Pitt. Now when he hooked up with the fair damsel pictured above, most of the world over was in awe. Did two people NOT look better together? I mean c’mon. We’re talking about  unarguably the world’s most sought after guy hooking up with Lara Croft who’d stamped her billing as the hottest woman on the planet this side of Halle Berry.

But we’ve seen what has happen to my guy Brad. I don’t doubt that he loves that woman. Heck he might even like her too, lol! But the man has gone from this guy to this guy. Now it’s not that bad of a drop off… but clearly he isn’t putting forth the effort of the days of old. Call it being comfy, but..actually… nevermind. No need to open a can of worms. :)

Guys, let’s promise ourselves that when we all find our own Angelina, despite nature taking its course (getting thin up top, thicker around the middle, etc.), we’ll do our best to stay the Brad Pitt of old. If not for a sense of self, then do it so that you don’t become blogger fodder. Just my 0.02. Veritas.

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