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Thursday, September 09, 2004

I Want To Eat It.


I'm not a big fan of kids. They scare the shit out of me. I'm great with them. Always have been, but I'm weary of having my own. Not because I wouldn't be a good father, but because the world I'd be trying to raise them in is certainly on strange terms. We aren't battling a Great War or even a Cold War, but we are in the middle of tumultuous times that I wouldn't want my offspring to endure. In any event, this picture is of Matt and his nephew. How fucking cute is this snap shot. I'm puking in my mouth as we speak.

I'm thinking Uncle is the best option for me. If you think different, lets make it happen, but I don't know if any kids are ready for another sitcom like
this. Gawd! I'm kidding. I'm straighter than Bush's poker face, (minus the coke nose).

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