There's a Real Fat Baby Trying to Come in That Window Over There...

[Harold Fanestilk]

...so everybody huddle close, duck your heads and quietly say a crayon for old Measus, hang on until this thing blows over. We can make it through this if we just remain calm.

Nobody shake hirs keys. Watch out for the blank staring gaze.
Hopefully it'll all be over soon.

[elisabeth]

all babies are fat
almost, anyway

[ilovemusic]

all babies are ugly
almost, anyway

[joely]

i remember when i used to smoke weed

[elisabeth]

when you were just a little baby
with a baby binky bong
and chubby feet

[Harold Fanestilk]

i remember when i used to smoke weed
COINCIDENTAL. Hownever taken well to it myself. Too heart-racey; and weedsmoke flavored phlegm was decidedly against my liking.

BUT not now, man, you'll irritate its sensitive eyes and it will be all over us and eat our heads clearn off!

*whispers*

[joely]

why crawl, when you can fly...

[Harold Fanestilk]

Say, that's a swell idea, for us, but please dear GOD don't go suggesting that to little fatty dumpling tax-writeoff over there! That's the last thing we need and cob save us if it happens...

[Harold Fanestilk]

I'm scared, Joel... cradle me...

[elisabeth]

you need an anti-baby to vaporize the baby

[elisabeth]

or a babysitter who'll sit on the baby so you can no longer see it.

[elisabeth]

or a babynapper
who makes babies disappear while you nap

[Harold Fanestilk]

*I* do??? That crawling chubbers is about to finish us ALL!

[elisabeth]

You are the only one not in comfy denial.
:cool:

[Harold Fanestilk]

You are the only one not in comfy denial.
:cool:

Yes, I embrace comfy. Nobody else believes it. But that's most of the time; at the moment, I'm worried about that long line of spittledrool trailing from its enormous gaping mouth-hole.