I received the following evite today.
The countdown has begun for the parents to be as they anxiously await the arrival of a precious miracle, with rhapsodically infallible eyes and tiny little feet, emanating stupendously charismatic freshness, and bringing unparalleled festoons of happiness.
C, we are very happy for you as you give birth to this Omni-potently pristine soul, metamorphosing even the most capricious iota of evil into a sky of unshakably peerless truth; with the divine righteousness in his tiny soul!
A, rest assured, your quest for that one mysterious question "Why do people have babies?" will be over, once you see the profoundly unstoppable glory of panoramic creation of life! Don't forget to take a "snap" while you witness this creation, as you bring him in your arms after cord attached to his mother’s comfortable womb.
So we hope you all can join us in blessing the parent's to be.
Now here’s my question. What makes the party planners so supremely confident that this baby will have tiny feet? What if it has clown feet?
And of all the annoying words in this ridiculous fluff of a baby shower invite the one that disturbed me the most was ‘womb’.
Now what’s wrong with something simple and elegant like this?
A has successfully sperminated C y’all. We’re getting together to celebrate. Bring alcohol.
Ashish Uncle if you’re reading this do NOT tell on me.