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PHEW! That was a close one, huh Rusty? Nothing like a narrow miss to make you live in the moment and appreciate life! I love when stuff like that happens. Like waking up from a stressful dream and you're like, Oh thank God!
Yeah, I'm almost to the point where it's funny. And it is strange how quickly your mind can change gears. Then the big relief when you realize gear-changing is not required.
HAHhahahaThat's a good one Rusty! Really had me laughing.
You should have another kid, though. Kids rule.
Kids rule up to a certain point. You can certainly have too many.
We want one more, but I want to wait until we're settled somewhere on a more permanent basis. That won't be for another year or so.
if you knock her up now you'll be somewhere permanent by the time the baby is born (almost).
if you knock her up now you'll be somewhere permanent by the time the baby is born (almost).Oooooooh, you know who's not helping? You.
I knew I was screwed the other day when she held that baby for half an hour.
oh man: babies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!and toddlers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and kids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's pretty rare I wish for a different life but occasionally I do wish things had turned out so that I could've had the 4 I always thought I'd have.
It's sick and twisted but I'm already looking forward to being a grandparent (my kids are currently 6 and 9).
Rusty wrote: "I knew I was screwed the other day when she held that baby for half an hour. "I'm pretty sure I'm done but I get the itch when I hold boy babies.
I always thought I'd have 7. I don't know why I picked that number. I'm thinking 2, now.
My wife wanted seven, but after the first one, she quickly amended that number to three.
How did this place go from "The Baby Haters Club" to "The Crazy Breeders Club"?!?!?!?Oh, that's right. Nick can't get online.
Before I joined the voluntary human extinction movement I wanted 3 daughters.
ahhhhhh, here we go. This is more like it. I was starting to freak out for a moment.
Sorry Gretchen, I got home at 6 last night =)
Yeah, I thought I had my groups confused. Breeders.
You see Kasia, in democratic countries, people can have as many kids as they like. But I never said I wanted seven. Three was always my magic number.
And let me say once again that the more people on this forum join the Human Extinction Movement, the happier I am.
Rusty wrote: "You see Kasia, in democratic countries, people can have as many kids as they like. "And you're saying that's a good thing? Like
The funny thing is, you might be the only one here who has ever seen that show.
It was a reference to a show?? I thought it was a reference to one of those freaks that have like 8 babies with the help of fertility drugs and shit…
It was a reference to a show?? I thought it was a reference to one of those freaks that have like 8 babies with the help of fertility drugs and shit…Sadly, it's both.
Please tell me that it was some sort of reality show with games and stuff where the weakest baby goes to adoption if he don’t prove himself useful to the family! I mean after all it takes a lot of money to raise 3 kids! Yay!! I can already see the sand box (play ground?) challenge!! The baby who does the ugliest sand castle goes to adoption!!!! Pam pam pam!!! (that’s my attempt to dramatic music) just imagine the previews!!! Tonight one of these cute little toddles will go into a foster home…
Montambo wrote: "Kasia, do you want kids?"I ask myself that question too... Yes? No? Maybe 2? Donno.
Alfonso wrote: "Please tell me that it was some sort of reality show with games and stuff where the weakest baby goes to adoption if he don’t prove himself useful to the family! I mean after all it takes a lot of ..."
I think it's a reality show
Rusty wrote: "The funny thing is, you might be the only one here who has ever seen that show."
Oh, but I didn't, I just heard about it on all the late night shows, it was a subject to so many great jokes.
Having children is a terrible idea. But if you must, know that there are way too many kids out there wasting away in orphanages. If you're insistent on having kids, adoption is the way to go.I'm not having kids, Rusty, so you can be even happier. I'll sit back and laugh at the rapidly decreasing level of cognitive ability in the gene pool.
Matt - you sound strikingly close to telling women what do with their uteruses. Granted it's a different take (shutting them down all together) but last I heard it was still very unpopular to meddle in that part of peoples lives.I support you having kids, someday you may understand the genetic pull to reproduce. In the mean time let's just all hug and get along (while we're at it whey don't you hug my 4 sibling, my dads 9 siblings and all those lovely farm folk on my moms side you said you wanted to meet).
WHAT FUN!
Nah, I just feel bad for orphans.Haha, and your family is awesome. I'm one of four, by the way. Being the youngest has almost certainly affected my views on this subject.
I went to see away we go today… I’m sticking to the plan matt!!! People should not have kids… and marie you make it sound like men have no say on the subject of having kids…
You went to that, Alfonso? I'm sorry, man. I was thoroughly repulsed by the previews. Dave Eggers = hipster excrement.
Dude the movie is actually quite funny… there are some families there that strongly help our cause!!! I repeat MOST people should not have kids!!!!! Also there is the most estrange pregnancy test I’ve ever seen at the beginning of the movie…
Alfonso wrote: "Please tell me that it was some sort of reality show with games and stuff where the weakest baby goes to adoption if he don’t prove himself useful to the family! I mean after all it takes a lot of ..."HAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
oh Alfonso, don't get all bent outta shape. I think Men should breed like rabbits too.
I have the magic number of three kids (two girls and a son, or was it the other way round?). They are really cute, at least they were on one of these black and white pics I still have in my office. They are often helpful when I need some drugs or a witness for some reason. Couldn't live without them. Will ask my wife for their names at the next opportunity.
Will ask my wife for their names at the next opportunity.Names? That requires a lot of memorization. That's why they invented nicknames. "Hey Champ, how you doin'?" or "Hey Scout, good to see you." You're making a lot of work for yourself.
I constantly call my daughter by one of my co-workers names. Which wouldn't be so bad, except my co-workers name is Hildea.
Champ, Scout, Hildea. That rings a bell. Thanks a lot, Rusty and Marie.
I enjoyed Rusty's story tremendously. Sincerely, Doni.
There's something to be said for the "George Foreman" route.
Tom: I was thinking the same thing!
Rusty, I would like a baby update. Then I would like you to hate about something.
Here's the update, Kristina:I have officially arrived at the point at which I can find this experience humorous.
Rusty, I know you already know this, but don't let your wife hold any more babies.I've seen plenty of confirmed childless or "I'm done with that" women hold babies, and within a year they are shedding their own, like ticks off a dog.
Fuck you, Monkey. Those women you're referring to didn't really mean it when they said they were done. They just wanted to put you at ease so as better to pounce and catch you unawares, happily eating your sandwich, with a "let's have another one! Wouldn't that be fun?!"Women are not all squishy bags of feelings unable to control our evolutionary urges you chauvinist. Show some respect.
smetchie wrote: "Fuck you, Monkey. Those women you're referring to didn't really mean it when they said they were done. They just wanted to put you at ease so as better to pounce and catch you unawares, happily eat..."go hold a baby
Here are a few of the thoughts going through my head:
-wtf?
-uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
-holy shit!
-say something positive, so she won't know you're about to lose control of your bowels.
-how did this happen? How did this happen?
-did I say something positive yet?
-okay, at least get the expression of unholy terror off your face.
Apparently, by this point several seconds had passed, and I had made no response, so she looked over at me to see what was going on. Then she began to laugh her ass off. When she was able to speak again, she told me that "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" is the name of a show on one of the Discovery channels.