Because you’re all lazy bastards. Anyway, let’s hope the little caruthers doesn’t turn out to be one of those bad seeds…
Resist the urge, leon.
How are babies made?
I’m sure leon will soon chime in on why this little girl’s form is all wrong.
All kidding aside, congrats on successfully reproducing, leon and mrs. caruthers! Someone–I think it was Thomas Jefferson–once said that parenting is like wrestling with a cobra. You’ll get spit at and bitten a lot, but if you don’t die, you get a really cool belt.
(I may have made that up.)
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