I know I don’t normally do these, and we’re only 3 years into this decade, but I’m pretty sure this guy’s got it sewn up. I don’t need to see anything else.
May I present for your viewing displeasure, Exhibit A:
Take some time to let it all seep in. The pathetic, servile, simpering, cross-eyed expression on his face. The childlike stick drawing on the blackboard, as if scrawled by the hand of a retarded spastic. The diminutive, infantile stature of his shrivelled body.
Give the woman some credit here – note that the princely sum of 1,000,000 likes isn’t actually the required amount to attempt to conceive this runt’s inferior offspring, merely to just discuss it. So, assuming the discussion runs along the lines of – Him: “Shall we have a baby?”; Her: “No” – she doesn’t even have to commit to having sex with him under any circumstance.
Who’s betting this time in 3 years we see the same guy with another placard saying “My EX-wife said if I get 1 million likes then I get to see my baby for 20 minutes without her having me arrested or beaten up by her new biker boyfriend…”