I hope these two are in therapy.

the lovely couple here, sunbathing in mexico. wtf is michelle wearing?
i can see it now...

"I've bloody got it!" Heath leaps to his feet, striking a pose as he inhaled the potent cannibas cigarette he had just lit.
"We will teach these chaps a thing or two about photographing celebrities on vacation and I, Heath Ledger have a brilliant idea."
"Pass the joint please, shit" Michelle muttered. Wondering again why she married this tard...
"I will make a FUCK OFF sign and together, as man and wife we will simutaneously shoot them the bird!"
"Whatever, will you then call Jake and go for a fucking bike ride or something? I am getting tired of you being here," smoke swirls around her as she perches herself on the edge of her lounge chair in the new bathing suit she got at Baby Gap.
"Yes my love."

i'm quite certain that's how it went.