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Where's Widdlewone?

The question on everyone's mind...

No, it's not, "How many more Americans have to die before we get the hell out of Iraq?"

And no, it's not, "How much worse can Bush screw up our country between now and 2008?

Those are critical questions. But the one people can't get enough of?

Where's Tom Cruise's baby????

Born several weeks ago, at around the same time as the Brad Pitt/Angelina Jolie offspring, the Tom Cruise/Katie Holmes kiddo Baby Suri has yet to be seen. Some say he's trying to build excitement around her to take it from Pitt/Jolie. Others claim she doesn't even exist, that Holmes was never really pregnant.

The latest, courtesy of our friend Lesly, is that Suri has a cleft palate.

What are your thoughts? Any insights?

I have none. I've already spent enough time contemplating this baby. I must move on to the next shocker. Paris Hilton's going celibate. That'll really make her sex video a collector's item.

Comments

Brianne said…
Paris Hilton's celibacy lasted an unsurprising two weeks. She is - for all intents and purposes - back with one of the Greek shipping heirs, Stavros Nacho.

As for my thoughts on Fake Baby Suri? She's either fake and Tom Cruise is paying these celebrities to say they saw her; or by the descriptions of "special," she does have a physical defect which would mar her in Hollywood's eyes, and they are ashamed to show her in public - which is despicable.
8:40 AM
FletcherDodge said…
Or (the only thing that could redeem Cruise in my eyes), he's intentionally keeping the baby out of the public eye, as the public has no business demanding pictures of it in the first place.

Knowing how Hollywood works, though, this theory requires an inordinate amount of silver-lining seeking.
1:12 PM
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