Brought to you by the effects of Stockholm Syndrome from holding myself hostage for so many years.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Shameless baby photos of Little Gruntie
Check me out in the first frame (left). I was already reading at an eigth grade level. I believe I was reading "Catcher in the Rye". The coming of age adventures of Holden Caufield and his hunter's cap had me riveted. Plus, I got to learn a bunch of swear words that were really bad in the '50s.
In the second frame I'm just jazzed as shit about my freaky yellow teddy bear. It's good to have friends. However, that was one nasty breakup between the both of us. I ended up having to leave him for an Evel Knievel doll and toy motorcycle. That didn't last long because Han Solo really had the right stuff.
In this last photo I was calling all the hot girl babies I could, trying to get as many naked baby photo sessions with them as possible and play a little doctor. Somewhere along the way my family's strict religious beliefs messed all that natural born playa I had in me. I'm slowly recovering.
For fun, in addition to whatever comments you'd like to make, try your hand at making a caption for each of the photos above. It will cheer a guy up who's about to go under the knife.