Popping Fresh

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Babies.

They are popping everywhere.

Better watch your step, just in case.

That squishy thing might be a baby.

Nah, I am just kidding. Babies are cool. As long as they are not mine. Although it reminds me of that Neil Gaiman short story that PETA loves about what happens when all the animals go extinct and what humans turn to for their meat and meat by product needs. It sure aint pretty.

So what is the point of all this?

My congratulations to my cousin Kat, who is expecting in October and to my sister Marie Antonette, who is expecting in September (just do not let that kid eat cake).

Hah, I just made a funny.

Or not.

Stupid clichés.



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