Stoned Ewok Dog makes a terrible babysitter
Ok, remember that time I didn’t post for a while because certified “top commenter” Wifey and I were looking for day cares? No? Scroll down a little bit. I’ll wait… That post was on a Friday. The next Monday Wifey gave birth to the cutest baby I’ve ever seen. She showed up a month early and in a surprising twist, I’m the father. Turns out I’ve been married to Barely Literary’s top commenter the whole time.
Also, me from three weeks ago is a huge wussy. Searching for day cares is tough? Riiiiight. That said, I’ve settled into a decent sleep deprived routine and hope to post regularly from here on out.
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A surprising twist? That adorable Peyton Manning melon is all yours, Puddin.
All. Yours.