|Not to be confused with Baby Mofo who weighs 15lb making him a big baby, therefore he doesn't belong in this article.|
There has been born
AAAAAAAA LLIITTTTLLEE BBAABBYY.
It can cry, scream and.....
O no.... that's not the way to change diapers!
Why did I marry you? You are hopeless.
You are a baaaaaaaaaad mommy.
Let's start all over.
"Will you marry me?"
Ok, but I don't like this baby. Put it up on Ebay.
I'll sing you an Ebay-song. Listen carefully.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, I'm so happy
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, I'm so glad
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, You're my pizza
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, I will eat you.
I know it doesn't rhyme! It's PostModern stuff.
Thats it! I want a divorce. Better give it to me quick, or I'll file a complaint.
You can keep the baby. It's too small for me.