Remind me to never let Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt adopt me because they have really sucky family vacations.

 (I don’t even know if that’s all the kids, but just pretend that it is)

On dreaming of crossing the Sahara: “It takes 28 days …it would have to be on a camel. I wonder if I could do it in pieces and station the kids along the way.”

THAT SOUNDS AWFUL!! I’d rather be stepped on by the camel, on my ovaries, to make sure I never have 17 kids and then force them to take a dumb family vacation like that.

I’d much rather spend a week at the Jersey Shore, go bike riding, go to the beach, eat way too much fudge and then puke, and have a bird crap on me, than cross the desert. That sound so unappealing to me.

These poor Jolie-Pitt kids will never know what Six- Flags is. Or actual fun because there mom used to walk around with a vile of her husband’s blood. I don’t know what that has to do with his, but I’m pretty sure it’s the cause of something, So I thought I’d jazz up this post with that.

-Rocco