I really promised myself not to blog about these nitwits, but I just can't get this picture out of my mind. Tom is soo determined to keep Katie 'Incubator' Holmes quiet he's actually going to buy an adult sized pacifier for her to chew on during labor. It won't cut out her cries of agony as the Scieno Spawn makes it's way out to crazy land, all Tommy can hope for is a blurp of agony, somewhwat muffled, now and again.
You know, Tom, you could save yourself some dough. Just go to the nearest Rave, find one of those glitter girls bowing down to the pounding speaker gods, slip her a few handfuls of smilys, grab the paci hanging 'round her neck like some offering to said speaker gods and run like hell for the nearest exit. You wouldn't want a bunch of hyped up ravers after you.
But I guess, if it were up to me, I'd rather have ravers chasing me down than creepy alien loving Scieno's ANY DAY!
Anyway, the Babifying of Kate continues. Didn't think Tom was into that sort of thing, but nothing surprises me these days.
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Don't blame you. They are just sooo weird, I find them revoltingly easy to take pot shots at.
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