Count on Rupert Merde-OX and his NY Post to inject a sly put-down.
Child #8, with the pretentiously idiotic name, will NOT exactly have a lively Daddy playing games with him.
"A source told the Post...he is unhappy at the thought that when he should be teaching his kid to play catch, he'll be 80 years old."
HA HA HO HO HEE HEE.
What SOURCE said THAT? Who echoed what most readers were thinking?
The middle-aged twat who re-wrote the article off Decider or Gawker or wherever.
Did the Post even imply that this was a "friend" of Jagger's? No, just "a source." The old trick still works.
Except, how obvious can you be? Jagger knocks up his slutty trophy bitch, but is UNHAPPY about it? What, she FORCED him to take off the condom?? Or else WHAT? He'd go find another 20-something starfucker??
Obviously "the wrinkly rocker," as the Post LOVES to call him, was quite happy to pollute the planet with another tiny tot with a tiny todger.
Some dopey American wrote that line about him being unhappy. Can you really imagine Jagger would want to "play catch" with a kid? Does he even know what that term means?? What about Jagger's previous children? Anybody have a picture of Jagger out in Central Park with a baseball cap on, and a glove, instructing one of his spawn to "keep your eye on the ball?"
At least the brat will have PLENTY of money when he grows up to drive around doing drugs and abusing women (or men).
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