So he's a drunk? Figures. I wondered if He was missing a few buttons on his remote control.
Pitt fancies himself to be the reincarnation of Charles Bukowski, "the uninhibited bachelor, slobby, anti-social, and utterly free". In fact, he's a red-diaper trust fund baby whose mama Raven (also a DUmmy, in a vaguely incestuous twist) bailed him out of trouble one too many times, and who consequently looks at life through the bottom of a bottle of Sam Adams. He left a job teaching at a girls' school under a cloud of suspicion, which he seeded with a weird DU post using a sock puppet. He and convicted pedophile Scott Ritter wrote a fiction pamphlet about the Iraq War together which the DUmbshits treat like the lost 5th gospel.
Pitt's wife is due to give birth in a couple of months. It is widely believed that Pitt is unable to conceive, due to his advanced alcoholism. Observers note that it will be easier for Pitt to claim the baby if it is white, but that is by no means a certainty.
The best way to turn Pitt into a drunken caricature of Sylvester the Cat is to mention "24 business hours", reminding him of his second greatest humiliation (third, if the baby turns out to not be white).