The doors are locked. The windows are sealed up and duct taped. Angelina is holed up in a hospital bed awaiting the arrival of her twin rug rats.
What more could a woman want? Her own wing of a hospital…being treated like royalty…and
don’t even think of trying to capture the moment of birth, the placenta, Brad’s booty (or any sort of action in that hospital room whatsoever). Those windows are paparazzi-proof…JUST for Brangelina.
Tom Cruise has dibbs on the placenta, anyhow. He wants it for a Sunday brunch. (I know, I know…nasty right…but I thought he was a big placenta fan?) Nah, I’m kidding.
Although…Placenta may taste like chicken. Doesn’t everything else?
Shoot, they probably covered up those windows with duct tape so Tom wouldn’t know when the placenta was coming. Haha Tom!
Sources say that when Angelina first arrived to the hospital her politeness was amazing. However, after a few days…not so much.
An insider said, ‘She’s starting to feel that the staff are starstruck and not attentive enough. She’s throwing fits if she rings and they don’t come quick enough.’ The insider continued: ‘I think she’s in meltdown mode. She’s been getting upset if there’s not enough ice in her glass.
‘She’s not walking around anymore. She doesn’t even take a shower early in the morning. She just stays in bed, talking on her phone, typing on her computer, reading magazines and watching TV.”
The only time Angelina lights up is when Brad shows up with the other kids to visit her.
Those babies just aren’t ready to come out! I wouldn’t want to share the spotlight with Brangelina’s other 12453345 kids either.