Adam and Jackie Sandler recently walked the red carpet for the comedian’s latest stand-up special, and fans couldn’t help but notice that his wife looks strikingly similar to one of his frequent co-stars.
Many online users admitted they had to look twice at the photos, thinking at first that Adam was with his on-screen wife, Jennifer Aniston.
Keep reading to see what people are saying about Jackie, who just celebrated her 50th birthday on September 24!
Adam Sandler, 58, has worked with some of Hollywood’s top leading ladies, but the one who won his heart was Jackie Titone, an extra in the 1999 film *Big Daddy*.
Jackie, a model from Florida, began her acting career with a small role as Sally in Rob Schneider’s 1999 movie *Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo*.
It was Jackie’s role as a sports bar waitress in *Big Daddy*, the film starring Adam Sandler alongside twins Cole and Dylan Sprouse, that changed her life.
“22 years ago today we locked eyes and fell deep,” the former *Saturday Night Live* star wrote in a Facebook post celebrating the early days of their relationship. The post, dated July 31, 2020, continued, “Look forward to the next 22, young lady. Love you my forever girl.”
Adam and Jackie got married on June 22, 2003, in a star-studded event with guests like Jennifer Aniston and the late Rodney Dangerfield.
The real star of the wedding ceremony, however, was Adam Sandler’s dog, Meatball, who stole the show by dressing up in a black tuxedo jacket.
In 2006, Adam and Jackie welcomed their first daughter, Sadie. Two years later, in 2008, Sadie became a big sister when Sunny was born.
Both daughters have made appearances in a few of their dad’s movies, including *Hubie Halloween*, *Hotel Transylvania*, and *Murder Mystery*. In 2023, they even starred in the Netflix comedy *You Are So Not Invited to My Bat Mitzvah*.
Jackie Sandler has also appeared in several of Adam’s films, including *Grown Ups* (2010), *I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry* (2007), and *Just Go with It* (2011), which starred Jennifer Aniston.
She even had a small role in the 2020 film *Murder Mystery*, which also featured Aniston.
Adam and Aniston have worked together in several movies and have shared a supportive friendship that has lasted more than 20 years.
Adam explained that Jackie and Aniston are close too, and there’s no jealousy between them. In fact, Jackie encourages Adam to be more expressive with his on-screen kisses!
Adam Sandler humorously admitted that his film kisses never feel as good as they could. “It’s not just [Aniston],” he said. “I actually feel bad for whoever I have to kiss. I’m like, ‘They don’t want to be doing this.’ But I do it.”
Referring to his intimate scenes with Jennifer Aniston in *Murder Mystery* (2019 and 2023), he added, “Jennifer is one of my closest friends and Jackie’s closest friends. So, Jackie’s like, ‘Would you give Jennifer some sort of good time with that kiss, please?’”
Recently, fans did a double take when Sandler walked the red carpet with his stunning wife for the New York premiere of his stand-up special *Adam Sandler: Love You*. Adam wore a yellow polo shirt and red pants, while Jackie wowed in an elegant black mini-dress.
But it wasn’t Adam’s trademark casual style or his usual offbeat jokes that grabbed fans’ attention.
Instead, it was Jackie’s striking resemblance to Jennifer Aniston that sparked a wave of online conversations. Fans couldn’t help but comment on how similar the two looked, causing quite a buzz on social media.
“I thought it was Jennifer Aniston!” one fan wrote, while another added, “That’s what I thought! Had to look twice.”
A third chimed in, “She looks like Jennifer Aniston, beautiful.” Echoing the same sentiment, another commented, “Jackie looks eerily similar to Jennifer Aniston. Yes??”
What do you think about Jackie Sandler? Let us know your thoughts, and don’t forget to share this story so we can all wish her a very happy birthday!
I walked into our house and found my husband with his ex-wife — what she was doing there sent me into a rage
Imagine coming home after a long day, expecting peace, only to find your husband and his ex-wife in your living room. That’s exactly what happened to me. But Melissa wasn’t just there for a chat. What she was doing was beyond anything I could’ve imagined.
Do you know the feeling when you return home after a day full of meetings and deadlines? All you want is just to take a shower, change into a fresh pair of pajamas, and sink into your cozy bed. It’s just the best feeling ever.
I felt the same when I got home from work two weeks ago. All I wanted was my bed, a cup of hot coffee, and the true-crime documentary I’d been watching. I was set to watch episode 3, but what I saw when I stepped inside made me forget everything.
I opened the door, hung the car keys, and began walking towards my room when something unexpected caught my eye. At first, I really thought I was imagining things because it seemed too odd to be true.
I noticed the couch was gone, the rug was missing, and even the bookshelf had vanished. I checked the hallway and the kitchen, and sure enough, most of the items were missing. The coat closet? Gone. The coffee machine? Gone. The dining table? GONE!
What the heck? I thought. Where’s Roger?
Roger, my husband, usually came home before me, but I couldn’t see him around. Then, I heard his voice, like he was yelling at someone. It was coming from the end of the hallway. From our living room.
I threw my bag on the kitchen island and followed his voice. As I got closer, another voice echoed through the hallway. It was a woman’s voice.
Not ready for what was waiting, I pushed the door open and saw my husband with his ex-wife, Melissa. The woman Roger swore he’d never see again, the one he called “a filthy rich spoiled brat.”
I felt like my heart had jumped up to my throat. Why was Melissa in my house?
“Roger?” I said, interrupting their conversation. “What… What happened to our house?”
“Oh, Liz, you’re here?” Roger asked as if he wasn’t expecting me.
“Yeah, I just got back,” I said. “What’s she doing here?”
“I’ll explain everything,” Roger stuttered. “I’ll fix it, I swear.”
Roger looked desperate for me to stay calm, while Melissa stood there smirking. I almost thought they were having an affair until Melissa’s words sent a wave of pure rage through me.
“No, you won’t,” she snapped at Roger. “Didn’t you tell her that everything you owned is mine?”
“I… I…” Roger stammered, lost for words.
“Well, honey,” she said, turning to me. “All of this furniture… it belongs to me. You see, your husband and I bought it together when we were married, so I’m just taking back what’s mine.”
What the… I thought. What does she think of herself?
She was practically destroying my house and acting like it was no big deal.
I remember staring at her for a few moments, thinking what kind of an evil person would enter their ex’s house and take away most of their furniture.
I wanted to scream, to kick her out, but I couldn’t. Not with Roger just standing there silently and watching as she humiliated me.
“And you’re letting her take everything?” I finally managed to speak, looking straight into Roger’s eyes. “You didn’t even try to stop her? And why didn’t you tell me she was coming? You knew, right?”
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled as he lowered his gaze. He was too ashamed to even look at me.
“Seriously, Roger? That’s it?” I rolled my eyes. “I never thought you’d let your ex walk out with our whole life! This is ridiculous.”
“Ridiculous?” Melissa laughed. “I’m sorry honey, but technically everything in your house belongs to me. Even the bed that you two share. I paid for all this stuff, so I have every right to take it.”
Yeah, right, I thought to myself.
It would be true if I said I’ve never felt this humiliated in my entire life. Can you even imagine what kind of patience it took to stop myself from humiliating Melissa?
I could’ve thrown every embarrassing secret Roger had told me about Melissa right back at her, but I wasn’t about to stoop to her level. I wasn’t going to be petty.
At that point, I wanted to ask why she needed this old, used furniture when she could afford a brand-new bed set, and the latest model of the automatic coffee machine.
She was wealthy, owning one of the most popular businesses in town, and she could easily afford a fully furnished house.
But I knew why she was doing it. It was all about humiliating me. I could see the jealousy in her eyes.
“Fine,” I spat. “Take it. Take everything you own. But don’t you dare contact me or my husband ever again!”
“Sure, honey,” she said, smirking as if she had won the biggest prize of her life.
I watched as she walked toward the main door and called the workers inside to pick up the remaining furniture. Then, I spotted a truck in our backyard, full of the furniture the workers had already moved.
Meanwhile, Roger silently watched the workers tear our house apart. He was helpless, and just as heartbroken as I was.
That’s when I came up with a plan to make Melissa regret her decision.
Right when she stepped outside to look at the truck, I hurried into the kitchen and pulled out a few frozen shrimp from the freezer. Then, I quickly hid them in different places including our side table, the living room chairs, and inside our mattress.
I even stuffed a few of them inside the decorative pillows. I only had to wait for a few days to see the shrimps do their magic.
You see, I knew she wouldn’t keep this furniture in her house. She was probably going to dump it in some storage unit, and I couldn’t wait to see how these little pieces of meat would turn that place into an unbearable stink bomb.
As the workers loaded the last piece of furniture into the truck, Melissa gave one final self-satisfied glance around, ensuring she had destroyed our house in every possible way.
“I hope you’ve taken everything that’s YOURS,” I said, my arms crossed.
She nodded. “Yup, I’m done, honey. Sorry for the inconvenience.”
Sure, sorry, I thought.
And with that, Melissa left our house and drove away in her shiny SUV. Meanwhile, Roger sat on the ground with his hands on his head.
“I’m so sorry,” he said as tears trickled down his cheeks. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know how to tell you. She called me a few days ago and told me she’d come over, but I had no idea she was serious. I never thought she’d do this to us.”
I sighed and sat down next to him.
“It’s alright, babe,” I said, caressing his arms. “I wouldn’t want to live in a house furnished by your ex-wife anyway.”
At that point, I could’ve yelled at Roger, blamed him, and made him feel terrible about the situation, but I knew things weren’t in his control. Besides, that’s exactly what Melissa wanted.
She wanted to see us fight and break apart, and I wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction.
“Instead of apologizing, I want you to buy me new furniture, okay?” I chuckled. “Anything I pick. I want to make this place feel like home again.”
“I’ll do that,” he looked up at me with a smile. “I’ll buy every piece of furniture that you want. I promise.”
I held his hand and squeezed it hard.
“I love you, Roger, and I’ll always be there for you,” I said. “We’ll get through this together.”
As we lay on the bedroom floor that night, I realized that I didn’t need Melissa’s furniture to make my house feel like home. I had Roger, and that was all I needed.
But the story doesn’t end here.
A few days later, while scrolling through Facebook, I stumbled upon a post in one of the local groups. It was from Melissa, and it was clear she was desperate.
HELP NEEDED URGENTLY! Does anyone know how to get rid of a horrible, rotting meat smell in furniture? I recently moved some old furniture into a storage unit, and within days, it started smelling like something died inside.
I’ve tried airing it out, deep cleaning, and even using baking soda, but nothing works! The smell is unbearable, and I can’t even walk into the storage room without gagging. Please, if anyone has tips, I’m losing my mind here!
I couldn’t help but chuckle while reading her frantic post. All her wealth, all her pride, and she was brought down by a few pieces of hidden shrimp.
It was the sweetest revenge. Served cold.
What would you have done if you were in my place?
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