Billy Bob Thornton and Angelina Jolie Were Doomed From the Start

July 2 -- The price of orange juice in New York City shocks me (upward of five bucks for a half-gallon). When I read that Daryl Hannah has taken up with David Blaine? Shockeroo. But when I hear things aren't working out with Angelina Jolie and Billy Bob Thornton, I'm NOT surprised.

According to an US Weekly story, the gruesome twosome have only been in each other's odd company three times in four months. Could it be the vials of blood worn around their necks have turned bad? Quite possibly, since according to the mag neither has been photographed wearing the vials for quite some time. (If it were me, I'd be far more inclined to return the blood than the ring!)

We certainly should've seen this coming like an arrow aimed at our foreheads. It was just so crazy from the get-go. Yet a while there, it actually started to make sense. I thought maybe this was New Age love and I was just being cynical.

It was a whirlwind romance to begin with as Thornton, married four times, dropped longtime (for him, at least) love Laura Dern like a hot potato and took up with the puffy-lipped Jolie virtually overnight. The age difference was a definite flag, but the two cooed about each other like they'd found the best thing since sliced bread.

There were the exceedingly unusual signs of undying affection: the public pawing, the tattoos, the aforementioned vials of blood, the open admission that their lovemaking required a padded room for safety, and the gifts of his-and-her grave plots. As ill-suited as they seemed, after hearing of all this rigmarole, I really felt they were better suited than not. As a matter of fact, with their penchant for the peculiar, it was kind of safer that the two were with each other than out there hunting down other love prospects.

Truthfully though, upon further investigation, how long could that insane lovin' last?

As with most celebs, they both have careers that take them to different places. Unlike most celebs, they traded blood. Once you trade blood, having surely swapped all other secretions, you've hit the liquid wall. It's all downhill in that department, I guess. There are only so many ways to make love, double-jointed or not, and if you get the padded room that early on, you're bound to run outta steam. The high-strung behavior also has to get tiring at some point.