Why, I ask you, are a lot of my friends
having babies? Doesn't the world already have enough rugrats screaming in
line at McDonald's? Well, don't get me wrong, I love kids. I even have one
of my own, but my kid was born in 1903, has two heads, three arms, and is
floatin' in a jar of formaldehyde (I save a fortune on diapers!)
Well, if you're going to have them you
have to clothe them! So I've come up with the world's most politically incorrect
line of BAD BABY BIBS! Just think how cute your little drool 'n poop
machine will look sportin' one of these at the family BBQ. Give the kid
a bad attitude from day one! |
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