Tonight Micah and I decided that we would make babies. It was fun.

First we made babies asexually.

Here is my baby:

I think it is easy to see that I should stop masturbating without protection immediately.

Here is Micah’s baby :

We have a clear masturbatory winner.

Then we decided to mate with our one true love.

While my coffee bean love child is cute, and he obviously has my nose, I worry that there is something wrong with his crainium becuase they covered it with a duck. Ducks are never the bearers of good news. Never.

Micah’s bean baby – He wanted a girl -  is absolutely adorable. I assume I will have to get a job now because he will be spending all day with our coffee supply, attempting to recreate the magic.

Naturally, we made a baby together. We’ve had tonnes of practice so it was pretty easy to do. Or so we thought.

This child looks nothing like our actual children, so I can only assume that while my back was turned, Micah was fooling around with that slut coffee bean.

Lastly, Micah asked me if it would be OK if he made a baby with. . . I’m having a hard time even typing this. …with Smokey. Our DOG.

When Micah saw the..child..pup..chilup, he commented that, while she had a lot of hair, he expected her to be more furry.

And I’ve got to say, I’ve known this man for twelve years, and been married to him for ten, and I had NO idea he was a closet furry.

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 09.08.2009
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