Alright, this pregnancy thing is kind of annoying me now. Here’s Hilary Duff either trying to smuggle a Thanksgiving turkey out of the house under her top or she’s really pregnant now. I was kind of hoping that it was just beer bloated, but it looks like this baby thing is really happening. I guess I wouldn’t have a problem raising some other man’s baby, as long as Hilary gets back to her sexy self after the birth, we’re all good. I’ll name him Clyde and I’ll read him Heathcliff before bed.
