Saturday, August 13, 2005

Adoption

I am at the grocery store and it looks like some make shift military hospital. My parents are there and they tall me to go get this baby and take it home because it needs someone to care for it. So I find a nurse and ask for the baby she asks me which one and I told her I don’t know. She asked for the mothers name and I told her I didn’t know and that I was told to take the kid. So she take me over to this corner and there is a woman who weighs so much she cannot get out of bed and next to her is her boyfriend. He is the classic stereotype redneck trailer trash; wearing his wife beater, oily baseball cap, and drinking a beer. The nurse says I am here for there baby and hand the baby to me. The woman decides she wants her baby and is trying to get out of bed to prove she can care it and he just sits there drinking his beer.

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