Maj wrote:Congratulations. I've commented to my husband on several occasions that my son is the best toy ever.
Have fun.
Babies are awesome. Especially when they get old enough to move around and walk. I have a 'niece' (actually the daughter of an older cousin) who's about to turn three. And we have a ball together. It greatly amuses people at family gatherings to see me chasing a little girl around generally giving the mother a break to hang out and socialize.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!