Discussion in 'The Bar' started by Stevie, Nov 6, 2014.
I'm at like a 9...9.5.
If you weren't freaking out, you'd be drunk
so freaked out we scheduled an abortion. the little fucker pulled through though and now drinks all my beer when he visits
Why the long face Stevie?
wife popped the kid out, i said i'm going home to drink beer, left her with the Filapina nurses.
So you're already a dad or not quite yet?
I remember getting ready to go to the hospital, I had to have my husband tie my shoes. He was down on the floor doing it, and he got super dizzy and had to sit with his head in his hands for like half an hour. I saw a look of terror on his face at that moment I have yet to see again.
Wife was in labor for sixteen hours......forceps delivery......I was there for every minute of it.
I almost cried at the end as they were pulling him out with the forceps.
That was the easy part.
I'm thinking the latter
Can't wait till he makes a thread for chigs aboot how him and his kid are gonna trip balls.
Do you know who the daddy is?
9.5........ Seeing the "positive" sign on the wife's pregnancy test is still one one the most surreal moments of my life...It was like my world suddenly started moving in slow motion... I wish I could say that I jumped for joy and shed tears of glee, but in all honesty my heart sank... We were both practically kids ourselves and had just taken on a monstrous mortgage payment, at the time... But, things have a way of working themselves out
And what does he do?
Fucks, I would guess.
you gonna be a dad?
I just yelled 'wrong number, wrong number' and hung up the phone.
When my buddy's wife was in labor we went to the grocery store and bought pints of Miller High Life and killed them in the hospital parking lot.
youre a class act