I just came across this at a blog called “Creek Running North”.
Fetuses are goddamn punks.
I mean, just look at ‘em. Sitting there all floaty and unconcerned, not taking any responsibility for the world around ‘em, content to just sit there and leech off of someone they don’t even know yet.
Meanwhile, we’re out here every single day using our own lungs and kidneys, and using our own skeletons and muscles to hold ourselves up against the pull of the earth’s gravity, and we do it 24/7, even when we’re asleep! Not only do fetuses not pull their own weight, they don’t even support it. They just sit there in their hot tub with their precious little bulbous heads, their immaculate little eyespots, sucking the oxygen out of women’s blood and replacing it with toxins, then kicking them if they get bored.
And the first comment by Hank Fox was hilarious:
I’m with you, Chris!
Some of them little head-up-the-uterus freaks don’t even have the curiosity to come out and LOOK AROUND.
Bunch of embryonic Republicans, if you ask me.
Funny stuff in honor of the anniversary of the Roe v. Wade decision (apparently there was a “Blog For Choice Day” that no one bothered to tell me about!), go read the whole thing.