He's talking about his poor tortured daughter, Angelina Joli, and crying and bawling and freaking out. It's as fake as the rest of his acting.
I always miss saying g'bye to Karl by about 5 seconds. So I get to *watch* him sign off, but I can't actually say g'bye.
I think the alcohol is effecting me.
I can tell because these chick peas are the best chick peas that I've *ever* tasted.
I'm a lonely pathetic creature and it's going to be at least 6 months until I get the hell outta here and around people I like.