What is THIS now?
Can someone explain to me why anyone cares about all this?
Since I’m not old enough to run for president, I’ve decided to do the other thing that everyone is doing.
I am the father of Anna Nicoles baby.
I know it makes me a terrible, horrible, no good awful person . . . but this whole scandal is fabulous. I mean, yes I feel bad for her family and I especially feel terrible for that poor little baby, but honestly, this is just getting better and better by the moment.
- Boards bus for hell *
Nah, I have it on good authority from my friend August, that he is the seed donor in question. You are a liar and a scoundrel! I demand a paternity test!
See, if Auggie is the baby daddy, that will probably make him rich. I get my boat if that happens. See how that works? Wouldn’t you like to come sun on my yacht?
Guilty, perverse pleasure - of course… :rolleyes:
I do not know why, but I will admit it: I live for shit like this.
Bwuh? Adoption papers? This is so many levels of bizarre.
I’m the father on Anna Nicole’s baby…
(Hey, I have as good a shot as nearly anyone else.)
$$$$$$$$$… My lawyers have advised me not to comment… $$$$$$$$$
That’s the same part where I tripped over my jaw.
Come on Zsa Zsa, let’s adopt the floozy I’m screwing… :eek: Maybe he wanted to get a mother / daughter thing going and this was his best shot.
BTW - Zsa Zsa is 90 / Auggie is 59
(I warn you. Have a breath mint handy.)
Note that Zsa Zsa was married to Conrad Hilton and had a daughter with him. If this guy gets custody of the baby, then step-cousin Paris Hilton will no doubt “help” the girl learn the proper way to be a lady.
(Swallow the vomit back down and take the breath mint.)
That baby stands in line to inherit a shipload of money. I’m trying right now to convince my husband that he is indeed the father.
It’s like when you’re on the freeway, and on the other side you see an accident. Everyone slows down to look.
Or, wait – you’re in LA, aren’t you, Rig? It’s like a freeway chase. It comes on all the channels, and all of LA watches. I’ve never been in another city that devotes so much time to car chases. Nothing’s gonna happen, doesn’t affect anyone you know, and yet you watch. (When something like that would come on, my brother would holler, “tell me if he slows down!” and would go make popcorn!)
I was at a bar last night, and they were apparently running non-stop Anna Nicole coverage. So there is, apparently, an audience for this stuff. A drunk audience, but an audience all right.
Damn. Looks like I’m the only guy on the planet that never got busy with Anna. Maybe I need new aftershave or something…
It’s getting even juicier. The New York Daily News is reporting that the baby may have been conceived with J. Howard Marshall’s frozen sperm:
http://www.nydailynews.com/front/story/496332p-418242c.html
Frozen when? In the Cenozoic Era?
I too, have been just biding my time before confiding to the world, that in fact, I am the father of Anna Nicole’s baby.
Unless there’s not money in it for me, in which case, it’s them other guys.
OK, you all convinced me.
stands up, puffs out chest
I am Anna Nicole’s baby’s father!
You’re not the only one – a few of us missed that tuna boat, apparently. But take heart – there’s still Paris, and I understand Britany just got dumped, so she may be looking for some comfort. There’s plenty of opportunity to father bastards by vacuous rich blondes.
Step lively, DiosaBellissima, I got dibs on a window seat on that bus.