VUBOQ Forces You to Look at Baby Pictures

Look! It's my SuperCute First-Cuzin-Once-Removed wearing the t-shirt I gave him:


OMG. So cute.

Thanks for the photo, M! My family, we have teh Cuteness Gene. Srsly.

Comments

  1. pacalaga12:46 PM

    He is supercute. I always wanted the baby shirt that said "Watch your fucking mouth around the baby" but never had the guts to put it on him...

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  2. Anonymous2:30 PM

    That is one sickenly cute baby! And the t-shirt..? Ridiculously cute! I used to put a t-shirt on my adopted son that said, "Wanna touch my weiner?" It had a picture of a weiner dog under it...turned a few heads...

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  3. Lumpyheadsmom2:47 PM

    Painfully cute. And I want one of Pacalaga's shirts.

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  4. Anonymous2:49 PM

    That is an absolutely ADORABLE child. I have no idea how it could be related to you.

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  5. Anonymous2:50 PM

    P.S. I'm wondering if that shirt would fit me...

    I'm cuter than baby Jesus too!

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  6. Anonymous3:31 PM

    That is the *cutest* baby I have ever seen! Wow. He must have some really good looking parents. :)

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  7. goblinbox3:45 PM

    We have no historical proof that the baby Jesus was, in fact, actually cute.

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  8. vuboq3:53 PM

    goblinbox: I have a photo of Baby Jesus right here, and he's cute [not nearly as cute as the SuperCute First Cuzin Once Removed though].

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  9. goblinbox4:02 PM

    That's what I suspected!

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  10. Anonymous4:31 PM

    Too much cuteness... Internet buckling under pressure...

    *runs to the escape pod*

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  11. Clio Bluestocking6:52 PM

    Teh Cuteness! It has blinded me!

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  12. BOSSY11:53 PM

    Cute kid, amazing t-shirt.

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  13. dpaste2:05 AM

    If I read his expression correctly it translates to: "Nice t-shirt. Whatever. Where's my martini?"

    Yup, you are definitely related.

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  14. Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah3:17 PM

    Oh.My.God.

    I MUST have a shirt like that.

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