I caught Brad the Guitologyst for the review of the Grammys.
Of course, as Frank Zappa said, "If you can write a song so mediocre that it can be used to sell a soft drink, you'll get an award"
Pathetic attempts to insult and harass with vapid internet slang aside, I never made any mention of offence at her pregnancy. Perhaps you should be more inclusive and stop assuming her gender.