Ear assault warning!

At first I was all, "Damn dude, get a farking tripod!"

Then I was all, "Awwwww"

Should have focused more on the boob growth.


Also having the red balloon reappear out of her hoo-ha would have been funny.

Why yes that was cute, and I will participate in yet another round of baby worship.

But when your little brat is around, oh, nine or ten, and you are starting to realize that you have another thankless eight years on your sentence, and you start drinking too much cheap sweet wine at night and questioning the direction of your middle life, and start wondering where the worship for the godwoman has gone, and consistently compare your selfish, shallow choices to those of other women, do not, let me repeat, do not share your child's swimming lesson story with me. No one wants to hear it. And they never did.

American culture is obsessed with babby. Child rearing? not so much.

If she had been actually been sucking it like she did the balloon, she wouldn't have been preggers....

I would have gotten that woman way more pregnant than that.

Now the baby will sound like Fred Figglehorn for the rest of it's life thanks to it's mothers use of Helium as a narcotic. Way to glorify drug use Fark. I'm calling child protective services.

Kevin Martin: Now the baby will sound like Fred Figglehorn for the rest of it's life thanks to it's mothers use of Helium as a narcotic. Way to glorify drug use Fark. I'm calling child protective services.

You know who Fred Figglehorn is without using Google. Any opinion you have is invalid!

Am I the only one who shouted "now eat the baby!" toward the end of the film? Yeah Probably.

That's it. I have to make sure that my wife stays away from balloons now.

TigerzDad: At first I was all, "Damn dude, get a farking tripod!"

When they show that to the baby on its, I don't know, 16th birthday or something, I hope the first thing it says is "Jesus Mom, did they not have tripods back in 2011?"

Best watched on mute. That music was terrible. Nothing like using a hammer for a percussion instrument.

I wonder if her helium farts sounded higher pitched than regular farts.

Not the best music, but overall I thought it was a good conception.

August11: Why yes that was cute, and I will participate in yet another round of baby worship.

But when your little brat is around, oh, nine or ten, and you are starting to realize that you have another thankless eight years on your sentence, and you start drinking too much cheap sweet wine at night and questioning the direction of your middle life, and start wondering where the worship for the godwoman has gone, and consistently compare your selfish, shallow choices to those of other women, do not, let me repeat, do not share your child's swimming lesson story with me. No one wants to hear it. And they never did.

American culture is obsessed with babby. Child rearing? not so much.

THIS.

/single and childless
//Yes, it will stay that way.
///no one gives a fark about your children

Cyrusv10: //Yes, it will stay that way.

We know.

She was cute until she got fat and dropped some crotch fruit.

ThisNameSux: She was cute until she got fat and dropped some crotch fruit.

Actually, I was thinking that she really didn't get very fat. I guess you don't have to gain 50-100 lbs when you are pregnant?

The balloon should have been a condom.

/nicely done

Pincy: ThisNameSux: She was cute until she got fat and dropped some crotch fruit.

Actually, I was thinking that she really didn't get very fat. I guess you don't have to gain 50-100 lbs when you are pregnant?

Only people who are "eating for two" seem to do that. Or she actually exercised a bit.

I know I'm risking the loss of my Man Card, but that was cute as hell.

Won't be so cute when the paternity test results come back

She has feet that would make Peggy proud.

gokc69: I know I'm risking the loss of my Man Card, but that was cute as hell.

Given the ~100 frames it took to go from 'news' to 'birthing', you could really see the transition from cute/pretty to radiant. Her smile at the end was very much the classic 'beautiful mother'.

August11: Why yes that was cute, and I will participate in yet another round of baby worship.

But when your little brat is around, oh, nine or ten, and you are starting to realize that you have another thankless eight years on your sentence, and you start drinking too much cheap sweet wine at night and questioning the direction of your middle life, and start wondering where the worship for the godwoman has gone, and consistently compare your selfish, shallow choices to those of other women, do not, let me repeat, do not share your child's swimming lesson story with me. No one wants to hear it. And they never did.

American culture is obsessed with babby. Child rearing? not so much.

Sounds like somebody needs a hug.

calm like a bomb: August11: Why yes that was cute, and I will participate in yet another round of baby worship.

But when your little brat is around, oh, nine or ten, and you are starting to realize that you have another thankless eight years on your sentence, and you start drinking too much cheap sweet wine at night and questioning the direction of your middle life, and start wondering where the worship for the godwoman has gone, and consistently compare your selfish, shallow choices to those of other women, do not, let me repeat, do not share your child's swimming lesson story with me. No one wants to hear it. And they never did.

American culture is obsessed with babby. Child rearing? not so much.

Sounds like somebody needs a hug.
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or a vasectomy!!!

calm like a bomb: August11: Why yes that was cute, and I will participate in yet another round of baby worship.

But when your little brat is around, oh, nine or ten, and you are starting to realize that you have another thankless eight years on your sentence, and you start drinking too much cheap sweet wine at night and questioning the direction of your middle life, and start wondering where the worship for the godwoman has gone, and consistently compare your selfish, shallow choices to those of other women, do not, let me repeat, do not share your child's swimming lesson story with me. No one wants to hear it. And they never did.

American culture is obsessed with babby. Child rearing? not so much.

Sounds like somebody needs a hug.

Actually, I came off a little angry. Sorry. I am just really fed up with family and friends who were all babbygods about 5-9 years ago. And now all they do is complain about their brat kids. Their frustration manifests itself as poor parenting. It is sad to watch.

I reared kids in a group home back in the day. Parenting takes a lot. My peers thought they were going to be taking their sleeping babbies to fine restaurants for a few decades.

Few people consider just what 18 years looks like...

August11: I reared kids in a group home back in the day...Few people consider just what 18 years looks like...

What is wrong with you?!?.

I wonders if she would go half in with me on another one.

The soundtrack sounds like a tractor trailer crashing into the dining car of a train that is carrying burning kittens.

1-2-3-4-5-6
whimmm-sy whimsy whimmm-sy whimsy whimm-seeeeeee