Before I begin, let me once again say I'm about as pro-life as you can get.
But i am now about to unleash the greatest pro-choice argument that has ever been.
Umbert the unborn is a..."comic" written by a clinically insane man named Gary Cangemi about a devloping baby named 'umbert' (which is an abortion of a name.) and his spunky pro-life statements from his mother's womb!
The fetus has smuggled a freaking PHONE into the womb.....at some f*cked up doctors office where the ultra sound is in colour...his mother is craving a "peanut butter and tuna sandwich" which is also, believe it or not, a sign of meth addiction. Careful, Umbert. Her cracked-up pimp boyfriend is disgusted by her eating of his stollen packet of peanut butter from dining and dashing at Denny's with a can of tuna from the Dollarama (which is actuall not as weird as, hmm, i don't know A TALKING FETUS.) And the punchline is "hey! I'm new at this!"
I really can't stand the whole fetus-with-the-intellegence-of-a-child thing. They don't. They're alive. Abortion is murder. But let's not pretened your fetus has any cute little quips while it still looks like a shrimp.