I love you just the way you are, but you can grow up any time now

The other day, my wife started going on about wanting a baby.  I pointed out that there was a seven-month-old boy somewhere in the house and that if anybody wanted to take the time to locate him, he could be counted as a baby. “But he’s old and stinky,” she replied. “I want a clean, […]
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Published on November 25, 2014 07:45
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