
I guess it should come as no surprise that the guy who had two kids, naming one after himself and one after his wife (Jada, Jaden; Will, Willow), and shoving them into each of his two professions (Willow, Music; Jaden, Acting), would give crappy, self-serving presents. It makes perfect sense. I guess the big question is how Roger Federer is going to explain that framed Men in Black suit showing up on eBay in a few days.
Smith is in Europe doing press for his new film, “Men in Black 3,” and watched Sunday’s [Masters] final [in Madrid, which Federer won] with his wife, Jada. After the match, Smith spoke to the crowd in surprisingly good Spanish, then brought out a framed costume from the movie as a gift to Federer. [Yahoo]
Not even speaking passable Spanish can erase Will Smith the inherent douchiness of gifting someone a giant monument to himself. Congratulations! Here’s a celebration of my milestones! Didn’t I tell you the Smith family are the kind of people who would have decals of all the family members on the back of the minivan, and every Christmas send out a breathless, 1,000-word newsletter on how awesome everyone’s doing? You know they are. It’s like Will Smith won a giant stuffed panda bear playing Shoot the Freak at the county fair and now Roger Federer has to carry it around all day, pretending he gives a shit.



I bet Will Smith is like real life Jenna Maroney, in that he doesn’t really listen to what people are saying and just assumes that everything is a compliment.
OT level seven thinking right there. Scientology in a nutshell.
And yet Will has not even donated the entire amount of used socks and underwear he promised to DJ Jazzy Jeff for his quilt. NO WINTER BLANKET FOR YOU, JEFF!
Kristen Stewart’s even worse, the only presents she gives out are antacids
Federer was jealous of the tournament’s 2nd & 3rd place players, who were given much more easily re-giftables from Smith, including the seasons of “Fresh Prince of Bel-Air” on DVD and an original EP pressing of “Parents just don’t understand!”
Just wait until he finally snaps and seals his taxidermied kids in a glass trophy case to donate to the Smithsonian, because he thinks it’s a monument to his life. Problem solves itself.