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| Wednesday, October 7, 2009 01:18 PM |
| Hey, So... |
 by Fëanor |
We're having a kid. Just so you know.
We figure poppy's just getting out of the first trimester and heading into the second. She's doing well so far. We expect the child to arrive on Earth around mid-April.
I have Plans for the child. Plans! Mwa ha ha ha! Mostly they involve avoiding Fëanor's mistake of convincing he/she to join me in a cursed oath to fight anyone and everyone - be they Elf, Man, or God - who would withhold the Silmarils from us. Also, the child will be taught to enjoy the correct comics, music, books, and movies. And will hopefully grow up to be a talented doctor, athlete, or doctor/athlete, and make millions of dollars with which to support his/her folks in their old age.
I should add that my father, upon hearing the good news, immediately demanded that the child be raised to support the Eagles, and hate the Cowboys. To this poppy and I gladly acquiesced. |
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