"i'm so creepy! ah ah ahhh!"

porcelain

i will admit that babies are effective.

effectively, when you see a real baby with a real head that is attached, you usually ooh and ahh. coo, a little bit, if you will.

on the flip side, effectively, if you see a baby head with pumpkin mellocreme in in, you're gonna go UGH and then maybe think it's kind of awesome in a skinhead-punk-goth sort of way.

i would NEVER have this in my house.

except maybe on special occasions.

probably just to freak myself out.

the thrill of this baby head is so worth it!

(also - i apologize to my mom who will not think this is amusing. sorry, mom)

Creepy Baby Strikes Again

There's a hierarchy in office spaces.

A hierarchy that involves bonuses going to people who have been here the longest.

Creepy Baby, who eats probably twenty pounds a day, should not get the spoils of leftover lunches.

And today, he did. He ate two of them.

hhhmmmm, i don't like him.

creepy baby

there's a big, creepy baby masquerading an an adult in my office right now.

he likes to tell me about his party days and how he decides whether a girl is easy or not.

i tell him it's not office appropriate and then watch him shit his pants at work.