November 8, 2010

Sign We Are At End of Times

I was watching Dr. Phil today.

No, that's not the sign. That's just cruising around the dial waiting for the printer to print and stumbling on a trainwreck. Don't blame me; blame Hewlett Packard.

No, the sign is that the teenage girl he had on who sat there, with her little ferret faced boyfriend, explaining why a couple of 16 year olds (or whatever) were totally, totally able to take care of a baby. Their baby. Kids today.

And no, a knocked up cherubic teenager isn't the end of times. Hell, in some religions, that's the beginning of times. No, the end of times? What they named the unfortunate little sprout.


They named their kid Miley.

Make it stop.


Anonymous PJ said...

You're surprised that a couple of 16 year olds named their kid after a pop tartlet? If it would have been a boy they probably would have called him Justin or maybe Beiber to be different. OOhh little Beiber isn't he just the cutest little boy? Here Beiber catch the ballie....

November 08, 2010 7:43 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

The end of the world for me is when the little girlfriend has a Meerkat faced boyfriend.
So they called their tyke "Miley" huh? There's a couple of years in therapy once she finds out, plus plastic surgery. Of course it could've been worse. Like Hazel or Dalton.

November 08, 2010 8:39 PM  
Blogger Chris Brown (not the felon) said...

"Miley" I can see.

"Blanket" remains stupid forever.

November 09, 2010 9:44 AM  
Anonymous jmd said...

As a habitual obituary reader, I always like the part where is says "grandparent of Plumage, Sequoia, Tiphannee, Paramus, Bochepus and Argyle." Where do people come up with these names? Egad.

November 09, 2010 10:08 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...


You're gonna kill me for wasting your day, but have you ever seen this site?

November 09, 2010 10:11 AM  
Anonymous jmd said...

Oh, some of those are just painful! And funny.

November 09, 2010 10:33 AM  

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