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If your Beverly Hills infant can't put one of your massive silicon jugs in its mouth without unhinging its jaw, it may be time to consider a pacifier. This will cease its incessant wailing as you dodge paparazzi in your Ferrari or pose naked for glamour shoots. But what self-respecting MILF would give her post-embryonic pimpfant anything less than a diamond encrusted binky?

While starving African villages erupt into ghoulish orgies of cannibalism, what better way to indulge your baby's sense of tacky entitlement and growing instinct for ceaseless attention whoring? And all for the low, low price of $17,000.00.

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