We don't attack Mer-babies

I had anoher post that I was going to put up but then I felt really really bad. It was a picture of a mermaid baby followed by my asshole remarks about Prince Eric or Tom Hank's love being able to save the child and transform it into a human. The more I thought about it the more fucked up it seemed and now I just feel bad and hope the baby ends up ok. So in lew of sad asshole cheapshots at a poor baby I will share this picture I stole of the milky way. Infinite beauty seems to cheer me up. I love staring up into the night sky. I do it for hours, laughing menacingly and shouting "I will conquer you all!! Try and anal probe me buddy, see what happens." I imagine what would happen would involve lots of crying and hours of showering and scraping my skin off with a brillo pad while rocking back and forth crying. A broken defiled human. Yeah you don't want to mess with that you intergalactic bastards. Especially when I keep calling you just to chat. I thought we had something, I thought we shared a connection something besides those wires and that cold cold metal probe. I saw it in your eyes, I am sure the cuddling and the hair stroking is not protocol. You love me just admit it. Let's ditch these people that look down on our relationship. They don't understand our love, they never will. Flee with me beyond the stars. Cosmic lovers living at warp speed, just like Thelma and Louise...sorry got a little carried away. Here is the pic and at the bottom a link to the story that I had enough class not to make fun of. Damn right I am classy, do un-classy guys eat over the sink or get all of the napkins they use from fast food places? I think not, un-classy people don't even use napkins.

here is sad baby story
http://spluch.blogspot.com/2006/11/mermaid-infant.html