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of babies and pet peeves

you know, i've been listening to a lot of Chris Rock on my ipad lately...and it has been a liberating experience. apart from the fact that the man talks a damn lot, and uses the "f" word pretty easily, the more you listen to him, the more you couldn't agree with him more - that human beings do a lot of crap, and other human beings are too polite to call crap what it is, i.e. crap.

so whilst on that subject, i'd like to rant about my latest pet peeve. babies. yes, you heard me right. babies. you know, those tiny, stumpy limbed, fat cheeked, usually overweight, miniature versions of real life adults who so happen to be their their parents? yeah, those.

now, don't get me wrong. i love babies. i, like everyone else, thinks they're cute, innocent and greatly overrated. but thats not my pet peeve. its the parents that i have a problem with. so just the other day i was going to and fro through my BB list looking for whom to disturb and i noticed that i couldn't recognize nobody on my list no more! every single profile had a baby. pucker cheeked, bright eyed, curly haired pictures stared at me from more than 60% of the folk on my BB list. okay so here's the ish aight? you're a married man, you married a woman. cool. she is supposed to get pregnant for you and pop out a mini you after 9 months right? right. so why on earth do i have to be assailed by your baby's picture everywhere i look! some of my friends have the same baby's picture on their facebook, twitter, Blackberry, flickr, yahoo...gaddamnit call the damn CNN and get it over with! sheesh. its not exactly a trophy given to you for meritorious service/great achievement or some additional skill in the game of life?!! please....it was supposed to happen, get over it! if i wanted to see your smug little cutie every darn where i looked, i'd have kidnapped it or something.

and you know the worst thing? the absolutely worstest thing???!!! noone is allowed to say a baby isn't fine or cute. its like pissing on a puppy or something. what on earth??!! same as i'm not allowed to tell someone their mum is ugly as baked clay on a hot day. errbody be going "ah ah orok how can you say that", like its not the obvious fact! chill people!

so anyways, enough ranting for one day. and no, i don't envy your ugly ass self and your lookalike ugly ass kid...i'm just saying, if you want your child to have friends on facebook, open his own facebook account for him and spare the rest of humanity. nuff said. yeah, you can stone me now.

see y'all around peeps...:)

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PerryCurtis said…
Lol......the truth got to be said......spot on.....the funniest part is where u cant tell them the damn baby is ugly...errrrmmm
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