Hey mom, I made a baby. And guess what? Today, the wife and I heard those time-stopping words, “It’s a boy.” We double-checked too. The ecografia photo frame showed us that little piece of person distinguishing M from F. No, not the brain. The whatchamacallit, didgeridoo, bits and pieces…the junk. Sho nuff, we’re having a boy.
World at large (well, as large as my readership) I introduce you to boy baby. “Pff, we already knew you were havin’ a kid.” Yes, but now the world knows that the Antichrist is a boy. Cheers y’all.
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