I must be becoming desensitized to these childbirth recreation cakes, because I must say: that vagina cake looks delicious.
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PRO BABY TATTOO TIP: If the first baby tattoo possesses zero percent of your child’s cuteness — and the artist has, in fact, rendered your precious offspring as a frightened baby zombie who just watched Miley Cyrus on the VMAs — do NOT hesitate to say, “Yeah. We’re good. We can just stop here,” before running to the nearest exit and never turning back. After seeing how the first one turned out, your other two children will surely understand why they were not “honored.”
Does your kid already have the Dexter serial killer doll? Then amp up the edge factor of his toy chest even further with this Breaking Bad-inspired meth lab playset:
Complete with protective masks, drug paraphernalia, figurines and an RV (AKA the show’s meth lab on wheels), future drug dealers can even reenact scenes from the TV series.
Apparently, some parents have taken to — where else? — Twitter to complain about the inappropriateness of the toy (made out of Lego-like parts, but not actually made by Lego), but I don’t see what the big deal is. I mean, it’s obviously not meant for kids and even if it was…? At least the meth lab has a cautionary “DANGER” sign and comes with a protective mask. Plus, in today’s job market, never hurts to hone a set of back-up skills.
Instead of a man cave, they carved out a maternity cave.
This is what the cats and I think they might look like:
When I was pregnant with both of my kids, I loved getting 3D ultrasounds of them. Look at that! THAT’S A REAL BABY IN THERE! I would exclaim, apparently having previously believed that I was carrying fake babies. I was in awe of those ultrasounds, memorizing every little detail of their claymation-like faces. I assumed my family would be similarly blown away by the amazing technology.
That was not the case.
“Ew. They creep me out,” my sister e-mailed. Hmpf.
Well, now that I’ve seen THIS on Cake Wrecks, I wish I had gotten a similar one for my baby shower:
You know, just to REALLY mess with her.
Apparently, there has been a 14-year emergency shortage of condoms in Knoxville, because a 33-year-old man living there has fathered 30 — yes, THIRTY — children and is asking the courts for some mercy in the child support department.
30 kids! No wonder he has no hair.
Yes, Desmond Hatchett has children with 11 different women, reports WREG-TV.
You know the old saying: get two different women pregnant, shame on you; get 11 different women pregnant… DUDE, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? PUT ON A FREAKIN’ TROJAN!
The state already takes half his paycheck and divides it up, which doesn’t amount to much when Hatchett is making only minimum wage. Some of the moms receive as little as $1.49 a month (or: about the same as shipping and handling to mail the check). His youngest children are toddlers, while the oldest child is 14 years old. Hopefully, none of the poor kids inherited his common sense.
“Hold on, honey. Have to make sure the lighting is good so I can post it on Twitter…”