We won’t know if the tiny human in Alexis Knapp’s womb has genes that will give he or she curly golden hair, a natural six-pack and a voice duller than a sloth’s cum shot until he or she undergoes a Maury Povich special after slipping down the vagina slide. Sources close to Alexis say that she’s pretty sure her unborn baby was made with Ryan Phillippe’s sperm fishes. Ryan wants to take a DNA test before he starts writing Alexis a child support check every single month. But TMZ says that even though Ryan is still months away from seeing the receipts, he’s still helping Alexis pay her bills while she’s got her swole feet on the ottoman and can’t work.
The deal was that Alexis would keep her lips closed to the media if Ryan impregnated her checking account with a bundle of cash every single week.
At first, the sight of Alexis Knapp made me want to take a damn nap, but I’m beginning to appreciate her gold digging style. There’s plenty of women out there who work right until the baby’s head is pushing them out of their desk chair. When their water breaks, they use that shit to wet the stamps on some business letters they have to send. And when they can’t hold on anymore, they politely take a 15-minute break and pop that baby out in the bathroom before clocking back in with a few minutes to spare. But Alexis can’t work. I know she’s a model, but the JCPenney catalog does have a maternity section, thankyouverymuch.
With all that being said, if Ryan’s dumb ass is paying, why work? If the baby isn’t Ryan’s and he asks for his money back, Alexis should just say, “What money?” and then distract him with a shiny object. Ryan’s got the Herp Derps in a bad way so he’d fall for it.
And here’s Ryan with his on-and-off fuck buddy Amanda Seyfried taking his dog for a walk in L.A. yesterday afternoon.