Growing up is fucking weird

My first girlfriend got married this year, and now she's knocked up.


Sure, he looks harmless, all curled up in his amniotic sac, floating around and developing a circulatory system all day. But to me, he's a threat.

To make matters worse, the only girl I've ever lived with (in a nonplatonic sense) had a kid this year. He looks like this:


I've got no beef with him. He's a nice enough kid. I'm just getting older.





[currently listening to Fela Kuti]