If Crissy gets arrested for kid porn, she’ll know she’s gone too far this time.

Hey.

No Taco. No matter how hard Crissy squeezed Taco Doctor’s nuts, he still wouldn’t pull the kid out of Crissy. And Crissy tried Queefs, she really did, but apparently this is not the first time he’s encountered a desperate pregnant woman because no word of a lie people, the man was wearing a sports cup.

BUT!

He told Crissy she can drink wine to help her relax and that, friends, was worth the visit and getting the smell of old doctor balls on Crissy’s hands.

So Crissy is going to stop thinking about Taco and constantly scanning her body for any slight twinge of a pang of a labor pain and just pretend she’s not going to be pregnant forever because she’s sick to death of thinking about it and she knows you’re all sick to death of reading about it and so Crissy promises NO MORE TACO TALK UNTIL THE KID IS ACTUALLY HERE.

She’ll tweet, she’ll post it here, and she’ll facebook it when it happens.

Maybe she’ll even live blog the birth.

IF it happens.

Ever.

You know Doosh is too big of a pussy to do that, right?

Of course she is.

Anystubbornfetus, here’s the picture Crissy promised:

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The Crissy’s went over to their friends Rich and Michele’s house for dinner on Monday as they are in the habit of doing and Michele made the most wonderful Fish Tacos and one thing led to another and Girlfriend and her bff Alena wound up getting stinking drunk and Girlfriend came stumbling out of Alena’s room, mostly in her nakeds, with the entire contents of Alena’s underpanties drawer on her head.

We are fantastic parents.

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