Tollbooth Willie
The Freeman
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Why did the dead baby cross the road?
Because it was stapled to the chicken.
Because it was stapled to the chicken.
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What's soft, pink, and squeals?
A skinned baby in a bucket of salt.
The thought of carrying another human inside me terrifies me. The thought of a child that's part me terrifies me even more than that.
The thought of carrying another human inside me terrifies me. The thought of a child that's part me terrifies me even more than that.
I don't have much of a problem with other peoples' children, as long as I'm not responsible for them or around them too long. My sister just had a baby, and when I was visiting her in Minnesota, the first few days were okay. By the end of the week... not so much.
I don't really ever see myself having kids. I just couldn't handle it. I think the only way it would ever possibly happen would be if I adopted a child that was already at least 5 or 6.
This too. I don't want kids until I'm about thirty or so.But at the moment I couldn't possibly contemplate the thought of having to raise a child. It would hold me back on pretty much everything I want with life at the moment (college, a "light" relationship, et al).
The thought of carrying another human inside me terrifies me. The thought of a child that's part me terrifies me even more than that.
I don't have much of a problem with other peoples' children, as long as I'm not responsible for them or around them too long. My sister just had a baby, and when I was visiting her in Minnesota, the first few days were okay. By the end of the week... not so much.
I don't really ever see myself having kids. I just couldn't handle it. I think the only way it would ever possibly happen would be if I adopted a child that was already at least 5 or 6.
This is inspirational stuff right here.I've already got 3, and they're great. Best 5 minutes I ever spent.
This opinion will be inversed when you reach 35 years of age.The thought of carrying another human inside me terrifies me. The thought of a child that's part me terrifies me even more than that.
I don't have much of a problem with other peoples' children, as long as I'm not responsible for them or around them too long. My sister just had a baby, and when I was visiting her in Minnesota, the first few days were okay. By the end of the week... not so much.
I don't really ever see myself having kids. I just couldn't handle it. I think the only way it would ever possibly happen would be if I adopted a child that was already at least 5 or 6.
No, I really don't want kids at any point. I've got this thing, where I like to be free; I like to go where I want, do what I want and when I want. I hate being tied down or having attachments of any real kind. I love change and new things, and I can't do that being anchored down.
Mr-Fusion said:This opinion will be inversed when you reach 35 years of age.
Isn't the damn planet already overpopulated ffs ?
The thought of carrying another human inside me terrifies me. The thought of a child that's part me terrifies me even more than that.
I'm willing to risk being sad and alone in my old age, that's how much I don't want to be a parent. Plus, my irrational fear of pregnancy is up there with ocean trenches and spiders.
Oh, finally I think I've found my true mortal enemy! I've had such an unsuccessful run of people who I thought were my mortal enemies, but I think you're really it! You have to be; you're my antithesis!I'm scared of large robots. Like, deathly afraid.
Dude, you HAVE to pass down your toys eventually. That's birthright stuff right there.And they would like star wars. and half life. and all the other awesome stuff, but they wouldn't be allowed to touch my toys ?_?