Saturday, 2 October 2010

Back in Baby's arms...


One morning you got some burly 26 inch guns, the next morning this. I bet the real salt in the wound was the diaper, though.
Posted by George O'Connor at 13:57
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6 comments:

  1. Bill Alger2 October 2010 at 14:01

    Ha! Poor guy...

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  2. George O'Connor2 October 2010 at 14:04

    The real rub is going to come when he tries to change that diaper. Poor T-rex bastard...

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  3. Tim Hamilton2 October 2010 at 14:23

    HA! Jean and I are laughing and falling...because with every laugh you take you're falling...

    Oh...how did he fair during puberty?
    Had to ask.

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  4. Natalie Kim2 October 2010 at 16:31

    HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

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  5. Molly2 October 2010 at 18:22

    George...this is very weird.

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  6. George O'Connor2 October 2010 at 20:08

    Tim-- he mostly had the usual problems with stinky feet and some back acne. Why?

    Natalie-- thanks.

    Molly- I can't defend it. It just came out over brunch, to the dismay of my girlfriend and her cousin.

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