Somehow I lucked out and my son (or, as JD calls him, the Doomsday Machine) actually slept through the night right from birth.That's quitter talk.
Somehow I lucked out and my son (or, as JD calls him, the Doomsday Machine) actually slept through the night right from birth.That's quitter talk.
"Here, nurse, put a little NyQuil in his bottle. Don't ask, don't tell."Somehow I lucked out and my son (or, as JD calls him, the Doomsday Machine) actually slept through the night right from birth.
I heard we need to do way instain mother.How is babby formed?
Mmmmm migraines and uncotrollable bowel movements............hope you sue.I heard CiNiC picked up gastroencephalitis from some hygiene-less fuck at his favorite food joint in town.
I can confirm that Oaky likes Twilight.
Does that mean you're into old men with cigarettes?Psst *whispers* check your avatar you outed yourself.