Oh, expectant fathers... Poor guys. Are you tired from making midnight Ben and Jerry's runs? Stunned by the attention paid to crib sheets? Freaked out by all the weeping and the puking? And possibly a little anxious about the famous pregnancy rage which knows no bounds? Perhaps you found this t-shirt on Cafe Press and thought, "hee hee, that is the truth." It's called the Honesty Shirt for Expectant Dads. And in case you can't read the fine print, it says, "My pregnant wife scares me." Chortle chortle har-dee-har har. Can I tell you something? Before you enter your credit card number, think very carefully about whether or not you want to get this.

Perhaps your pregnant wife is the kind of good-humored gal who would get a kick out of you advertising your fear of her. Then again, maybe she isn't. And maybe she was that kind of gal before the alien invasion, but now that she's had to pee every five minutes and her ankles ache and her back is killing her and food is a blessing and a curse, she isn't quite so jovial. And maybe, just maybe, you have good reason to be afraid. Now, if you are scared of something, do you put on a shirt and advertise that? Especially when you live with that something, and that something can read your damn shirt. Your pregnant angel might just decide you haven't really known fear yet. And that you should, because your stupid shirt is the last straw.

Look, maybe the two of you will get a hearty laugh out of it. And maybe you won't. I'm thinking it's not worth the risk, Beavis.