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I had to find a weird link to reference old advice because all the official ones don't display backdated advice, dumbass. And babies survived a much lower rate for centuries, and that's the point, Jesus Christ.I learnt sleep. It was great. Kids been sleeping through the night for months. As for recommendations, I trust sloot's research over you weird *** links that no one clicks on. Crazy that babies for centuries survived without your links and advanced child rearing knowledge. Hopefully you allow the little guy to breathe someday.
Sleeping with an infant in room for 6 months -> year sounds MISERABLE.
Alexa just said you're a weirdo.
So, Kenny Chesney and Pink just released a song. Together. :joy:
Fuh real, y'all. Please save ALL the pumps around here for at least 1 year, as that's the bare minimum that that dipshit will need to get. Goodness. What a fool.
(had to listen out of curiosity -- its predictably terrible)
SO GYEROHe believes everything he says with everything he has & the utmost condescension, and allows no room for alternate opinions, on anything.
Was at Game 2 in the red seats way up behind home plate. When Oliver hit that ball I remember seeing Bates run in, and then at least three rolls of toilet paper being flung from the high seats. I've always wanted to meet the guy(s) who held on to celebratory toilet paper and managed to wait for the perfect moment to huck them into the air.Still remember the 90s World Series- my top non-UK basketball sports fan moment. Back then, the Reds and baseball were just about on-par with my UK basketball love. Dad actually had us tickets in the blue seats (the lower level at Riverfront) for Game 7 of the NLCS against Bond, Bonilla, Drabek and the Pirates, but we clenched in 6.
That series against the A's was awesome. We were huge underdogs and came in and kicked the **** out of the douchiest team in baseball. Davis going deep off Stewart in the first inning of Game 1. Joe Oliver with a walk-off RBI with Billy Bates coming home. Billy freaking Hatcher going 7-9 before getting hit by a pitch and breaking his hand.
When we won- in a move rarely duplicated or endorsed by parents- my family and my good buddy Robbie's family headed to Fountain Square to celebrate. Just remember being 11 years old and downtown packed with cars and people. Horns beeping. Brooms everywhere. High-fives from strangers. The classic "Oak-land suuucks" cheers.
I don't think most of you get Joey's sense of humor. Maybe take his posts as less condescending and more tongue-in-cheek. I have a hard time forming my own opinion about anything but at least I can detect dry humor when I see it, you stupid Fs.
And you can top it off, as chad said, Sunday night with a basketball exhibition game against* Kicking the weekend off right tonight. Fire pit. Beer. Cats early tomorrow. Bengals early Sunday. Glorious.
The Cardinal Beak loser is the worst. He's at least 30+ now because he's been doing this for 10 years. Super cool star tat, bro.