I went and got my oil changed in R's Explorer today.
While I was waiting, The Maury Show was on, and it was one of those 'who is my baby's daddy' DNA shows. This idiot girl had been on the show previously trying to find out who the fathers of her three children were... TWELVE times.
How humiliating must that be? Why would anyone voluntarily do that on national TV?
I just don't get it.
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1 comment:
Because if she does it on a talk show, the show pays for it. If she does it on her own, the cost can run as high as $500 (depending on what the circumstances are). So, with three kids and not knowing which guy fathered which child(ren), she really doesn't have much choice.
On the other hand, she could just use a condom.
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