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OK, we’re doomed

Originally published at Big Ugly Man Doll. Please leave any comments there.

We, by which I refer to myself, the BigUglyManDoll, together with my wife, the WifeOfTheBigUglyManDoll, are doomed. The reason we are doomed seems to change from day to day, but I am certain our doom is no less immanent for all that.

Today’s reason follows a conversation with Number One Daughter, the nearly nine yr old Human Tape Recorder. (Yes, I date myself, but “Human Voice Ripper and MP3 Playback Device” lacks that je ne se qua.) It went as follows:

BUMD: You need to finish your homework.
HTR: But I want to talk about something else.
BUMD: Is it related to school?
HTR: Kind of – we could talk about that “talk to your kids about sex” commercial we saw on TV the other day.
BUMD: Well, um [looks around for WifeOfTheBigUglyManDoll], sure…
HTR: I’m wondering, why did they bother running it at all?
BUMD: What???
HTR: I mean, kids talk about sex all the fucking time.
BUMD: [faceplant]
HTR: [giggles]
BUMD: Please, [looks around for WifeOfTheBigUglyManDoll], don’t use that word.
HTR: [giggles]

Doomed, I tell you. Doomed.



Yep, looks like another post from the Big, Ugly Man Doll!