Urban Baby Wants To Know What’s Worse – Teen Pregnancy Or Your Daughter Coming Out?
It’s been months since I’ve rage-read Urban Baby. What is wrong with me? It used to be one of my favorite hobbies. For those of you who have not had the pleasure of visiting the site, it reads like a parody – but I assure you, it’s not. Unfortunately.
Today, I remembered it existed and decided to take a look. Here’s the first post I saw:
For those of you who are not familiar with the ridiculous terminology, dd means “dear daughter.” Also, what? What is this post? Please read the thread of comments. It’s mostly filled with this type of banter:
Here is another one:
Here is where I’ll mention that this site champions first-world problems.
I wonder if I am wasteful? My housekeeper often asks me if she can keep things I ask her to throw out. Today I asked her to toss a spiral ham. My family ate a few pieces but we don’t do leftovers. I also asked her to toss some eggs that were a couple of days past the sell by date. And again she asked to keep them. This happens often, is it me?
She doesn’t want to throw away perfectly good food? How strange. Also, what the hell is a spiral ham?
Look, it’s Friday. I’m just giving you something to read. And discuss.