Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Shit I Hate: "We are pregnant."
Guys, let's get one thing straight: we are not pregnant. We are expecting, but WE are certainly not pregnant. Not only would I be lying if I implied that both Jester and I are pregnant, but I would also be doing a great disservice to introductory biology teachers everywhere.
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People just have that misconception about you since you're moody, bloated and you squat to pee...
Your parenting grade thus far: F.
Do you even know me? Because if you're judging me by my blog, then you're a fucking moron, but probably a very good parent. If you want, I can start posting about how I painted a nursery, drove to the burbs to buy a crib, assembled said crib, risked life and limb by driving to Rogers Park to buy a dresser, drove all around the burbs to register, go to doctors appointments, or any of the many other things I choose not to blog about because they're none of your fucking business. Odds are, you don't know me. Judge not lest ye be judged. That's something I will teach my children.
In sum, if you have a problem with me, email me and we can talk about all of the parenting concerns you may have.
wow...that escalated.
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