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Sunday, November 7, 2021

Too Pooped to Poast (Much)

Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
Case in point?
It started like dis:
Then, it went to dis:
And Ended up like dis:
Dis shytte right here...
OMFG... -I- never did that with either of my kids...
So yeah, I was also SOLO on this here mission as Wifey is still a Combat Casualty.  Me and OtherGrans, and Dumbunny, who split with her friend before the end of the party, leaving me SOLO to drive NewBebe home after the literal hose-off in the sink.  Whatta mess Aye?

It was worth it though, as GranBebe#1 was digging her little sister and was very well behaved for 3.8.  They were having so much fun, the majority of the ride home NewBebe was out cold... until she detonated... stunk up the car, and man, all I could do was drive faster.  I swear... I was safe but maaaan if'n I'd been pulled over for speeding, the State Trooper'd get within 2 feet of the rolled down window and calling in a HAZMAT Episode...

So, I raced home trying to comfort a NewBebe with a Shitfull of Britches, or is it a Britches fulla Shit?  Not sure but it was definitely reminiscent of the Glorious and Harmonious P&PBUH (Plus 10%) Orifice of The (p)Resident, The Dementor-in-Chief, Emperor Poopypants the First, Chief Executive of the Kidsmeller Pursuivant, Good Ole Slo Xi-Den meeting with Da AntiPope, The First Vatican Luciferian Since the Borgias Francis.  Old Emperor Poopypants shat hisself sideways being Il Dooky...  When in Rome, shoot Roman Candles I always say, and when meeting with the AntiPope, shart yerself silly... can't hurt Aye?

Got home and despite Wifey's being down for the count, I dumped the Bebe, the diapers in -her lap-, and hit the Da Beerz.  Several Beerz.

And will continue to until further notice.

So, On That I may or May Not do a webcast tonight... Lots happening, but unsure how to approach it as, yet again, information overload.  Ye Olde Cortex can only handle so much info before it starts to fritz out.  I'm sure a lot of y'all have the same issue...
So More Later I Remain The Intrepid Reporter
Big Country

11 comments:

  1. Information overload is real. The human mind wasn't really made to handle this constant firehouse of stimulus.

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  2. RE: poopy pants notpresident biden and the notpope.

    God has a very refined sense of humor.

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  3. see, I told you kids get their food thru their skin ! and I can only remember how bad a kid can stink up a car.
    baby girl mess are why it is so important to have a shower massage thing at home, just hose that shit off or use a
    putty knife or scraper ! I used to use vicks vapor rub under my nose before changing my girls (helps).
    in the future maybe give the kid a SLICE instead of the cake, less mess that way.
    after 12 or more years as a single parent, I don't do grandkids anymore. not full time anyway.
    no wonder you tired. ever notice the color is never the same as the food they had ? often wonder about that.
    enjoy your beers !

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  4. Who's the Exploding Dweeb in the Rittenhouse meme? Well played!

    President Elect B Woodman
    III-per

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  5. BCE~ Enjoy these days even if they are a trial of nerves. Little ones are a joy and a mess at times. There were birthday parties where everything was hosed down after. Red

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  6. My parents were smart. Cake was always served outside, on the grass. There was even a special table for to hold the cake.

    That way the kids could be hosed off if messiness occurred.

    Smart parents.

    As to ass-poop death smell? Yikes. In warm weather, kid goes outside far away from house and gets hosed off. In cold weather, you need to get a decent gas mask and keep it at hand for just these reasons.

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  7. The Cope has already started on the Left. They're expecting Kyle to walk . . .

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  8. Reminds me of my son's first birthday party back at Plattsburgh AFB in 1985. He was totally covered in cake and ice cream (what a mess). His anal downloads were so bad I would don my flight helmet and oxygen mask (CRU-60 removed with the hose over my shoulder) when changing his diapers. That kid could gage a maggot.

    Lot of crap going on out there right now for those of use paying attention. Really hard to keep up with it all. A few brews don't hurt in making sense of it all and can keep one from going over the edge. Stay safe and try to stay sane!

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  9. The faggot that bot his arm blowed off just testified that kyle didn't fire until said faggot advanced and pointed his weapon on kyle. Prosecutor literally facepalmed. Case closed. Don't trust jurys since OJ sampson walked but the kid is innocent.

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  10. 120202838_1673043416233873_2953563723532567591_n.jpeg found this and here you go
    Grand kids G-son#2 would tag you, he would stiffen up plank like and poop so hard it would come up and out of his one-z over the tag... Son would say yep you got tagged.

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  11. I am surprised that the rest of the cake did not end up on the floor.

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