To my adoring fans (yes, the both of you. Not you though, you’re a guy) who want to get impregnated by my awesome Ade Juice, now is not the right time for fatherhood for me, mainly because my idea of a good afternoon is sitting my fave couch, popping a Shreak DVD and wanking off to the voice of Antonio Banderas Cameron Diaz. Yes, I’m mature and ready like that.

But kids would be nice to have around. Someday. No, not those cyber babies Liz and I made on the TMB forum. Real kids. To give me and my imaginary future wife happiness. Kids to have around at dinner. Kids to have for dinner when we run out of food. Because dead babies are delicious. With ketchup.

Dead Babies are teh win!

However, I think I’ve been drinking too much beer (or frappes, whatever) lately, or maybe that ciggy (yes, just one. Pathetic, I knoes) that Penny Lane gave me two weeks ago doused my brain with too much nicotine, or maybe those Spill Canvas mp3s that Nikki gave me messed with my mind, but I suddenly have the illusion that someday, I’d make an awesome father.

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