Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Evidence I live under a rock...

I was at a bar with some co-workers, and they started talking about Cardassians. I asked them which Star Trek they preferred, as I like Deep Space Nine. Turns out they weren't talking about Star Trek at all... Kardashians. Apparently something of a phenomena I've missed since we've cancelled our cable.

And a song...

In honor of my son, and brought to you by my (Still!) lack of sleep - as sung to Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen

Was that a stinky too?
Or just a big poopy...
You won't know at all,
Until you peek in to my nappy.
Pinch closed your nose,
Pull back the waist and Seeeeeeee.....
I'm just a stinky boy,
You're gonna need new nappies 
Because you never know, what you'll find
What comes out, My behind
Anywhere the poo goes, Doesn't really matter
To me..... To meeee.

Mamma, just pooped again
It was a brand new diaper,
now it's gonna be a five wiper.
Mama, you had just changed me.
But now I've gone and soiled my clean onsie....
Mamma, OoooOooo
Didn't mean to pee on you,
If I've not pooped again this time tomorrow
Feed me prunes!
Feed me prunes
Nothing really matters.
Anyone can see
Poopies do not matter.... To me.

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