Manic Depression will ensue...

If you've ever owned a dog, especially a stubborn, vivacious, loving, insanely hungry, protective, head strong, bark-when-your-boss-calls-when-you-should-be-at-work, ruin-your-furniture, chew-the-fake-ficus-tree-knock-it-over-and-urinate-on-it, eat-sago-palm-seeds-and-poison-your-liver-3,000 dollars in blood transfusions later, consume-a-complete-bag-of-energy-bars-while-we're-at-work, expert swimming, has-more-personality-than-its-owners, beautiful, perfect one, like I do, then you owe it yourself to watch this movie. For those of you that know me and know my dog, this sums up my my wife's and my life. Based on the epic, tearful, sadness that followed this movie, you might have to commit me when the time comes to make "that" decision.

Meanwhile, Jennifer Anniston drinks Drano smoothie.

It's almost like interviewers try to create a scenario that would create the most gutwrenching heartache for Jennifer Anniston.

"So Brad, when you said in GQ that you hadn't started living until you met Angelina and that you regret ever marrying that Plain Jane Jennifer Anniston, do you still feel that way?"

"You also said that you thank God everyday for Nicole Kidman and Cathrine Zeta Jones backing out of the lead for Mr and Mrs Smith because you found the love of your life, the mother of your children, the sexiest and most fertile woman on the planet..." Tell me about that?

I would feel sorry for her, but it's been like a decade or something and every chance she gets, she spills her guts about her hatred for Angelina Jolie. It must be tough to be the equivalent of Molly Ringwold, but when your ex husband marries (ANGEL)ina Jolie, it's understandable that you're self confidence could be utterly decimated. I bet Anniston played tick-tac-toe with the butcher knife on the inside of her leg last night. Look on the bright side, Marley and Me is #2 at the box office and Owen Wilson has the only nose on Earth that resembles a question mark. I love you Brad! (cut to Jennifer kissing television).