Who's Your Daddy?
Uh oh, I think I might be Anna Nicole Smith's babydaddy too.
It was a brief affair. We met cute in the frozen food aisle at Albertson's. Our hands touched for a moment as we reached for the Hot Pockets, but I felt the electricity, and days later over a pint of methadone flavored ice cream, she would tell me she did too.
So if the baby turns out to be extremely attractive with cappucino skin and a penchant for artificial orange soda, I guess I'll just have to start saving up for child support.
Only time will tell. Rest in peace Anna.
posted by G-Train @ 1:52 PM
4 Comments:
that's effed up! now i'm jealous.
if the baby can transform into the ghostbaby, then i guess DNA testing won't be necessary.
-chendo
Saving up for child support? I don't think she'll be needing it. Little tyke is loaded now that mommy's gone to that big Page 6 in the sky...
Along with the methodone chillin in Anna Nicole's fridge (supplied by Howard K. Stern- the same person who supplied the methodone that was found in her son's hotel room when he died) was found none other than 2 cans of Slim Fast. Traitorous harlot got what she deserved.
They could easily solve all of this by just going on The Maury Povich show. In the case of little DannieLynn, Howard K. Stern, you are NOT the father.
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