This story is for Tammy. Here is a link to her blog.
She deserves all the credit… and all the blame… for reminding me of this story because of a post she did…
http://tadams4u.wordpress.com/2012/05/10/would-you-eat-these/
I hope those links work because I am not taking the fall for this post. It was her.
And now, the story;
Way back, oh, 23 years ago, my wife was pregnant with our first child.
The doctor kept telling me that the baby now weighed 6 ounces or 8 ounces, whatever.
I couldn’t imagine a human that weighed 6 or 8 ounces.
So I had an idea… you know… like I do…
I was going to go to the store, buy a bunch of ground beef, weigh it out, and make me some meat babies.
Now perhaps you are saying to yourself at this point that my story is not so bad.
Have you learned nothing from this blog?
I suggested that it would be a shame to let my hard work go to waste, not to mention my artistic talent, and that we should invite all of our friends over for a barbecue.
What?
They would have fit in hot dog buns, why let them go to waste?
What you are thinking right now is… hopefully, if you aren’t insane… exactly what my wife said to me.
The end.
(If you enjoyed this story, you are welcome. If not, refer to the links above and let Tammy know how angry you are.)
http://tadams4u.wordpress.com/
Suddenly, I am very hungry. Beef… it’s what’s for dinner…
Pouring My Art Out 
I’ll just translate that to tofu babies since Snarky is a vegetarian. 🙂
Tofu babies… that is just sick and wrong…
You really are crazier than I had thought.
I tried to warn you…
I’m too optimistic.
That can be a waste of time.
No kidding. Pessimists always win
We just proved they don’t always win. You seem to have an incredible ability to ignore facts when it is convenient. When I tell you I am strange you should just trust me enough to take my word for it. Unless I am just kidding. Who knows?
What if we are both kidding?
I assumed we were.
What are you assuming now?
I assume what I presume is the correct assumption to my presumption.
Well, that’s what you get for assuming!
I know I am but what am I?
Hmm, let me think about that one. There is no easy answer.
Nope. There never is.
so this is what desperation looks like
And lunch.
Really weird that you’re talking about meat babies. Not too long ago my future daughter-in-law had something on her FB page about meat babies and this was the pic the accompanied her post… (it’s gross but I figure you can handle it)
http://www.google.com/imgres?um=1&hl=en&sa=N&biw=1137&bih=527&tbm=isch&tbnid=8IA39q58QMAoyM:&imgrefurl=http://www.iheartchaos.com/post/1441592464/best-baby-shaped-meatloaf-ever-meatloaf-is-made&docid=NlRxVpFiw9QUtM&imgurl=http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lb4a446QOn1qcbo9lo1_400.jpg&w=400&h=400&ei=uFCsT9nXFY-N6QGqwuSaBA&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=322&vpy=3&dur=14627&hovh=224&hovw=224&tx=101&ty=68&sig=104849765500869448928&page=1&tbnh=154&tbnw=154&start=0&ndsp=10&ved=1t:429,r:6,s:0,i:88
I gotta say I’m with your wife on this one… NO MEAT BABIES… especially ones that fit in hot dog rolls… yikes!
By the way… sorry if the link doesn’t work. I suck at this techno stuff
Meat babies is a good name for a heavy metal band.
Saw the picture, makes my cake one less disturbing..this one is way more disturbing. LOLLLL
I couldn’t look at it. Those things make my computer die… faster… What was it?
a giant meat baby in a pan… LOL
Meat baby, meat baby, there in the pan…
(Sung to Beach Baby by the Beach Boys, just so you know).
hahahahahahahaha, terrific story!
Thanks muchly.
Reblogged this on Laughing at Everyday Life and commented:
Ok, if you read my previous post and saw the Cake Baby.. then you will like this. Too Funny
Yep, just like I thought, you are one sick puppy! I LOVE IT!
Good. I was worried I went to far.
You too far? Nah, your loyal followers already know what you are capable of. 😀
Sigh…