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My brother is a sick, twisted, funny dude. He has this Fran Leibowitzian sort of misanthropy about him.
I get an email from him about it that reads:
This was a pic in the news today; the kid is supposedly yawning, but I prefer to think (as I'm sure you will) that it's the burrowing, face-hugging variety that's just getting ready to jam its ovipositor into the little kid's melon.
We can all dream.
Bro
(Disclaimer: no, I don't think babies should be the victims of brain-eating butterflies. But it's still funny.)
I get an email from him about it that reads:
This was a pic in the news today; the kid is supposedly yawning, but I prefer to think (as I'm sure you will) that it's the burrowing, face-hugging variety that's just getting ready to jam its ovipositor into the little kid's melon.
We can all dream.
Bro
(Disclaimer: no, I don't think babies should be the victims of brain-eating butterflies. But it's still funny.)
