Well, it's official. Larry Birkhead is officially the luckiest bastard on the face of the planet.
If I actually believed that his ridiculous dog & pony show about caring for an infant, all those crocodile tears, and letting paparazzi accompany him while shopping at baby stores was in any way sincere, I might be relieved to see this poor child go home to her father and a caring (if dysfunctional) family. But I think both of the men in question see the baby as a living, breathing paycheck.
It's just so depressing.
If I actually believed that his ridiculous dog & pony show about caring for an infant, all those crocodile tears, and letting paparazzi accompany him while shopping at baby stores was in any way sincere, I might be relieved to see this poor child go home to her father and a caring (if dysfunctional) family. But I think both of the men in question see the baby as a living, breathing paycheck.
It's just so depressing.
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