Tuesday, April 05, 2005
The babies are closing in. I am safe under my desk until 5, then I must take out the mace. I have a heavy heart about this but it cannot be avoided. Piles of soft baby poo are building and I hear there is a urine and drool river making it's way down 7th Ave. Fairy Bulter has a spell. If that doesn't work poke them in the eyes. Effective, yes. Grody, yes.