On the last episode of, Kylie transmitted almost everyone in the family pink donuts. A amusing, savory analyse, or an elaborated gestation programme? Beings were quick to point out the color of the donuts, suggesting that this proves the rumors that Kylie is giving birth to a newborn girlfriend. That would actually various kinds of make sense, and it’s not the most ridiculous gender discover we’ve heard of.
But the next important patch of this mystify is that Kim didn’t get any donuts. We’d say she’s on a diet, but Kourtney didn’t munch hers either, instead filling herself by sniffing a donut like she was a high schooler with a fresh compres of Sharpies. No, there has to be another reason that Kim didn’t get donuts. The assumption is that Kylie might actually be Kim’s surrogate, in which suit there’s no need to tell her the gender of the newborn. Dun dun DUNNNNNN.
So is Kylie the substitute? There’s no way to know for sure, but it’s surely possible. That might excuse Kylie’s reluctance to have the spotlight on her, because the newborn isn’t actually hers. But it also seems odd to me that someone young enough to fit in at a frat defendant would just like, voluntary to impel her body less hot? Like Kylie, this is the prime of your life, and you fucking volunteered as tribute to get a shitload of extend differentiates? It’s a no from me.
So is Kylie having a girl? And is it actually Kim’s? I won’t pretend to be mystic or anything, but I’m going to officially guess that the answer to at the least one of those questions is yes. And let’s hope we get an answer soon, because I swear I’m to get started putting vodka in my chocolate if I don’t get some closure.