You know those idiots at the supermarket who can’t keep their kids under control? Or that couple in dire need of anger management classes? Deny it all you want, but you know every time you see those schmucks, you think, "God, I hope those morons never have kids."

Or, if they already have them, "There should be a law that bans stupid people from breeding."

Unfortunately, it’s not even spring and the celebs are in full spawning mode. Stop already!

Donald Trump has got his bouncing baby boy on the way, and Britney Spears gave birth (four scary words I never thought I would write.)

Oh yeah, and Tom Cruise announced that he’s impregnated Katie Holmes. And yes, that sound you’re hearing is a giant, collective yawn from the American public.

Firstly, let’s take a moment of silence for good ol’ Brit-Brit. Surely her thong-over-jeans-wearing, Madonna-smooching, sex-drenched idol days are over, right?

I mean, most of Spears’ time is going to have to be spent on drudging up fatherly attention ­­- maybe even child support payments - from her former backup dancer-turned-husband. She’s going to have a hell of a time tracking down the deadbeat dad, what’s-his-face ­- Kevin Federline, also known as K-Fed (and in smaller circles, known as Worthless Idiot.)

As far as Cruise and Holmes go - I sincerely hope that NO ONE CARES ANYMORE. Poor kid. He or she will probably be donated for experimentation or a lifelong endorsement by the Church of Scientology.

Now, some people are alleging that this is another publicity stunt, kind of like their engagement, public displays of affection and oh, say, their relationship in general. You can’t really put it past them, but come on. At the moment, they don’t even have anything to advertise (for example, a crappy sci-fi movie), and they’re not at Trump and Tyra Banks-levels of self-promotion just yet.

Although, rumors are flying about Holmes’ plans to give a "silent birth," a Scientology thing where you don’t make noise - um, like screams of pain - during birth. They think it would somehow damage the child.

I hope Holmes cracks Cruise over the head with a bedpan to vent her pain instead. Think that goes against rules of "silent birth"?

While we’re on the topic of sci-fi, I don’t care if "Serenity" was a flop. (It debuted in second place at the box office with about $10 million.)

I have never been able to get into science fiction, action or anything remotely scary (hence my aversion to The Lowdown,) but "Serenity," and the TV series that it’s based on, "Firefly," is well worth your money.

It’s smart and witty, and not in the usual slapstick comedy way. Go see it so that they can either make a sequel or bring the series back.

And speaking of comedy, check out the video on display at the unReal art exhibit in the Art Barn. There’s a Wendy’s training video that uses rap to teach burger flipping "skillz."

Not only is it as ludicrous as it sounds, it’s downright hysterical. When the square burgers get animated with glittery lips and begin rapping about "I’m almost done!," you know you have comic gold. Take that, McDonald’s.