An Offspring In Your Step

18thOct. × ’09

Women are incredible. They are the true creators in this world, connected to the Earth through their ability to create life. Mere men can only imagine what it’s like to grow a person inside of us, to house a human life for nine life changing months. Women must come away with such an understanding of the sanctity of human existence. There is no greater bond or intimacy than sharing your life-blood with another creature, except perhaps, the moment that connection is severed. After the birth, once they first hold that fragile life in their hands, a mother will never let it go doing anything they can to protect their progeny.

That is until they put their child into a stroller, and then they’ll ram that kid through hordes of ankles like a Russian Ice Breaker.

I should know, on the train platform I had a toddler ploughed into my shin and it’s left me with Roseanne Barr’s ankle. I’m calling it a Bankle.

After explaining how much my leg hurt from having a child bashed into me, the female pharmacist told me to try having one bash out of you.

Irony hurts way more than Bankles.


Yo, where my tweeps at? –

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  1. Herman
    Posted October 18, 2009 at 10:45 PM | Permalink

    Nice :)

  2. tinuviel
    Posted October 19, 2009 at 12:27 AM | Permalink

    I also love the way parents will push their strollers right into the line of traffic. Hey, lady, we can see you, because you’re at eye level, but your baby is right at my car’s fender level!

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