I wouldn't be surprised if Maury has some kinda joint contract with a paternity testing group, if not some exclusive partnership. Either way, Maury found his niche and hit a gold mine - you can't hate him! These people call HIS show, he doesn't know them from Adam when they call his toll-free number.
You just lay out the phone number bait (put up in a nice hotel room for a couple days or more, meals, I'm sure some spending cash and other incentives to being a "guest") and the vermins come skittering out from the trailer parks and ghetto's to show their asses and make a fool of themselves on national TV. And kinda does his/her community a service by warning everyone there that it might be best to pass up those tramps when they go messaging you on instagram or some shit. Or YOU might be Maury's next guest, having to listen to all that flailing and dickless man-acting.
This stuff is like Jabba's kinda entertainment to ME! That was a road I knew way before the age of 18 was best avoided. ESPECIALLY the E-Z female pedophile's asses (assistants), slothing around the town where I grown up. Those kinda women value pedo-dick over their own kids, any day. Really too narcissistic to pay em any mind once you can legally get em out of your hair and business - best castrated in their teen's.
This generation of "parents" acts like first graders while their own kids are in 5th grade. You don't want me to be a public advocate against these so-called "parents" in unchecked, under-the-radar towns. Oh yeah, and a girl I went to high school with - her mother killed her because the stepdad had been molesting/raping the daughter and didn't want him to go to prison. Smart move, beeyitch. She's supposed to get outta prison this year - not if I have anything to say about it. Make an example of this easy trash.
Out of all the Maury DNA tests I've seen all together over the years since the 90's, I'd say only 25% - 30% max, had dragged the correct man out onto the stage to beat her flat ol' chest like a man, get all up in the guy's face, hollering "man up to your responsibilities!!"/"Be a man!", only to run the fastest the bitch has ever hauled ass in all her life, backstage and crashing face-first into a sofa or wall. All that clowning for nothing! LOL Maybe SHE'S the one who needs to "man up"!
Bitching and ranting up a helluva storm and it's only THURSDAY!
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