calling up the chute

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Today is the 26 of February, I have approximately 50 days to convince Meems that I’m allowed in her birth room. This is an on going battle that started when our friend, Kirstie, had enough people to fill a football team at her birth and Meems got spooked:   Meems: “When I go into labour, I’m going to quietly slip away. None of you b!tches will know. I’ll drive myself. F*ck you f*ckers.” (I believe I’m paraphrasing only slightly. These … Read More