Phillipe also braved the friendly skies to fly to Florida, only having one connection missed and one pocket knife confiscated (you are now safe, citizens), which we assume is par for the course these days, what with having to strip down to your Fruit of the Looms to even get on an airplane. And of course while you are being publicly humiliated, the guy next to you with the turban, beard, and scimitar is being asked if he would like a free cup of coffee prior to boarding.
But enough bitching in postcards from the road, as long as the sun shines and Phillipe gets a scorching that would kill a lesser man. We are sure that Jorge has all the soothing lotions necessary upon return, and barring seven missed connections back to the Biggest Little, all is well and good in the world.
(P.S.: Aren't you just heartbroken over Brad and Angelina? How fast before their brood is up for adoption?)
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