
It's pretty obvious that I'm not a doctor or anything, but that sounds really premature, just over two months before they're due. And I heard on the news tonight (while actually dreading a snow day) that the widdle chidlens weigh between one and three pounds. That's less than my art history textbook! That's less than a shoe! I'm not sure about the last one, that may only apply if you've got one leg significantly shorter than the other and need specially made heavy platform shoes.
(Also, you know Mary Kate Olsen just got started on trying to bring her weight down to one pound, she won't be out-done by any day-old babies.) Anyway, I'm glad they're doing well, etc. but it makes my head hurt just to think about all the screaming and wailing and dirty diapers they're going to have to deal with soon. Good luck with that.
Meanwhile, that crazy bitch, Michelle Duggar, better watch her back. The only way I can see her poor vagina redeeming itself would be to give birth to 20 babies at once and bring their family of Bob Jones University recruits to 38.
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