What a love story! In the tradition of such legendary lovers as Tristan and Isolde, Romeo and Juliet, Abelard and Heloise, George Jefferson and Weezie, we can add the names Megan Fox and Machine Gun Kelly. (Not the notorious outlaw, just some lanky Eminem wannabe.) To the delight of those who love celebrity gossip, the kinds of folks who buy the NATIONAL ENQUIRER every week (personally I always found WEEKLY WORLD NEWS more entertaining, although I can’t recall ever purchasing one), the two fated-to-be lovebirds got engaged recently. And to commemorate the occasion, they drank each other’s blood. How romantic!
Said Fox: “In July of 2020 we sat under this banyan tree. We asked for magic…having walked through hell together, and having laughed more than I ever imagined possible, he asked me to marry him. [EDIT: I probably would’ve laughed too, if I’m honest.] And just as in every lifetime before this one, and as in every lifetime that will follow it, I said yes…and then we drank each other’s blood.”
I wonder in how many of those previous lifetimes she was married to somebody else at the time she and Machine Gun first hooked up? But hey, who are we to judge. We wish these two wide-eyed innocents all the best.
I give it three years.