thumbs down

Monday, nov. 2, 2009   |   0 comments

I know I keep talking about baby shit, but.

This morning I discovered a smear of Desmond’s shit on the back of one of my thumbs, and sadly it had been a good two hours since his last diaper change. Just call me Fecal Fonzie. Aaayyy?

So you know what this means: The people who came here back in 2003 searching for “shit thumbs” were actually in the right place, if six years too early.

My apologies to all you dirty Jack Horners for the delay! I hope it isn’t too late for us to be friends. Perhaps you would like to come over for a few rounds of Muddy Thumb Wrestling?