They say Lindsay Lohan is 7 weeks pregnant and doesn’t know the father. I say, she finally got that cup of sperm I mailed her as a gift after hearing about the break-up and artificially inseminated herself and that’s why she’s doesn’t know who the father is because we haven’t met.
Despite strongly believing in ABORTING THE MISSION, I am willing to be a father to this single mother household. I guess I just asked Lohan to marry me. I can’t wait to hear from her people with their answer.
The truth is that I don’t believe she is pregnant and if she is it is some immaculate conception, Jesus Christ shit, because last time I checked, eating pussy doesn’t get you knocked the fuck up. So I guess that makes her some holy figure that the rest of you can start praying to, and I’ll jusy say “I told you so” because I’ve always known she was an angel.
I guess the real truth is that no one really knows what the truth is because celebrity is just a series of lies and cover-ups so I’m just posting this because I find the whole thing entertaining enough while sitting on my couch staring out the window at my Asian neighbor hanging her laundry to dry fantasizing about taking off those oversized panties she just hung up, with my teeth. My life is very simple….
Here is Lohan showing off her “baby bump” and by that I mean her hip bones and skinny goodness…