Tuna or Mackeral, Fishy is Fishy
Hmm, it seems Sarah Palin has announced that her teen daughter Bristol's belly is not postnatal bulge, it's prenatal bulge.
We knew something was amiss, and I fully believe the blogworld's curiosity about baby Trig's true parentage forced Palin into admitting her kid was knocked up BEFORE the election. Sorry we inconvenienced you, Sarah.
Here's Palin's statement:
"We have been blessed with five wonderful children who we love with all our heart and mean everything to us. Our beautiful daughter Bristol came to us with news that as parents we knew would make her grow up faster than we had ever planned. We’re proud of Bristol’s decision to have her baby and even prouder to become grandparents. As Bristol faces the responsibilities of adulthood, she knows she has our unconditional love and support.
"Bristol and the young man she will marry are going to realize very quickly the difficulties of raising a child, which is why they will have the love and support of our entire family. We ask the media to respect our daughter and Levi’s privacy as has always been the tradition of children of candidates."
Who is Levi, the baby daddy? And who the fuck names all these Alaskan kids, the ghost of Frank Zappa?
Oh right, please respect our privacy and DO NOT ask how a family values evangelical can have a knocked up 16-year-old.
Please do not ask how an inexperienced Governor of a state with fewer than a million residents will be able to juggle the office of the vice presidency of the United States while dealing with a dysfunctional family and a newborn with mental retardation.
Please do not ask how someone with such strong family values could have neglected her own daughter so much, she failed to give her even rudimentary information about birth control or safe sex practices.
Are they fucking kidding? This whole situation is a bunch of Matanuska cluster-fucked trailer trash.
Had McCain vetted this insipid clown, he would have had to nix her because of this Peyton Place in an igloo drama. But he didn't. He rushed to judgment.
And once again, he was wrong.