I thought that some day I would be that old crazy lady with all those cats. As it turns out I was wrong. I will be that old lady with all them babies. Babies everywhere all over the lawn, hoovering in the trees and peeking out of the mailbox. Babies on parade!

Little kids will some day walk by and ask their mommas "Is that where the stork lives?"

Babies man, it is raining babies. The daughter told me she is now pregnant once again. AGAIN!!!!! Another little drooling master mind mumbling grandma. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

What the hell am I gonna do? For the rest of my life there will be some freeloading baby stumbling through.

I will tell you this.... I BETTER END UP IN THE NURSING HOME!!! They better send me away to an all adult facility! I will do what ever it takes to be sent. I want them to have to have family meeting to discus Mom and her chronic bad behavior. Anything to keep the babies away! I want them to worry that old grandma is tripping on acid again like the one time she painted all the babies blue and locked herself in the pantry.

I wanna be old mean Ms. Mudd down at the old folks home. The one everyone must keep the babies away from! Old Ms. Mudd likes to pinch babies! The one that even the sight of a baby insights a fit and screams of STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER!!!

Babies man babies....