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My 2nd daughter is 22lbs - she's 17 months old.

It would be better if it was a bouncy house. Just sayin'.

The only thing I learned from this: I have low standards.

Ok. That part was a total lie. I admit it.

So a few nights ago, I'm up late on the laptop. Alone.

A ball for a ball I say.

Let any man or woman who hasn't wanted to run into a meeting and call everyone a penis cast the first stone.

This guy worries too much.

Scrabble blows. Upwords is where it's at.

With this advancment also comes the unfortunate crime of trachesodomy.

I know, right? That's a new mom for ya'.

Dawww . . . it's like she had puppies.

Yeah. Loganberries are for hipsters.

Pfft . . . I'm waiting for 4k resolution.

It was Mrs. Peacock in the Cloak Room with the Pink Sangria-scented candle.

A stripper once told me that when they look for a customer in the club, they look at his shoes and his watch? That's how you know they've got money.

I hope this movie is respectuful of Austen's work and doesn't try to trivialize it by NOT including zombies.

Looking at the first picture, is the "Combituck" just a fancy word for abortion?

What about FedEx?

Sam,