Yesterday we all lost an American icon who was the first human to walk on the moon, and today we gain a future American icon who will probably go on to do history-making things like moon a bunch of tricks at Karma on a Sunday morning. It’s the circle of life.
As Neil Armstrong floated up to heaven hoping that his spirit doesn’t land in the reincarnation bin before getting spit out into the body of a certain guidoling, Snooki went into labor last night and this morning she gave birth to the chosen child of the Jersey Shore. That’s one small step for a Guidoling, one giant leap for the end of civilization as we know it.
When the news of Snooki letting out an Ooma Loompa birthin’ wail made the rounds on Twitter and everywhere else yesterday afternoon, hos everywhere stocked up on Jäger and self-tanner before going down into their end of the world bunkers. Then at around 3 this morning at Saint Barnabas Medical Center in Livingston, N.J., Snooki’s baby boy fist pumped his way out of her poon and was probably greeted by MTV’s cameras. I can’t wait to see the touching moment when Snooki’s kid hugs an MTV camera, stares into its lens and lets out his first words, “Are you my mommy?
Ten seconds after Snooki made history by being the first Oompa Loompa to give birth out of captivity, she went on Twitter and confirmed that her and her piece Jionni LaValle named their kid Lorenzo D:
I am SO IN LOVE with my son Lorenzo Dominic ! I had my little man last night, healthy at 6lbs! HE’S MY WORLD! ❤
Snooki’s rep (yeah, she has one of those) tells People that baby is resting comfortably in his tanning bed crib and mother is resting comfortably on her hospital bed while Jionni stands over her face, squeezing 100 proof booze drops out of her drunk placenta and into her open mouth hole. Seriously, Snooki’s placenta is probably a bloody organ of booze. On that note, it’s Bloody Mary time!