The end of Vaughniston

So Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn have finally broken up. And a disinterested nation yawns. Did anyone really expect these two to become this generation's Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward? They were a bizarre match right from the beginning. She is supposedly yet another one of America's sweethearts (along with Julia and Reese), but I don't find her to be that charming. He's the frat boy that will still be smashing beer cans on his head when he's eighty. Supposedly Vince flew to Hungary over Thanksgiving weekend. And we all thought Gwyneth Paltrow was un-American. While there he met this 20-year old junior from Trinity University in San Antonio. Before even the sheets had cooled down she sent out an email to all 22 of her sorority sisters with the sophisticated subject line "I shacked up with Vince Vaughn." Oh how I miss those classy college girls. She closed the email by stating "We didn't have sex but it was just as good." Well at least it had a happy ending. Obviously what happens in Budapest doesn't always stay in Budapest.