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First!
Posted by: Quiggy | January 21, 2005 at 01:34 PM
First!
Posted by: Quiggy | January 21, 2005 at 01:34 PM
I love it!...we should all form a band too called the Barry Blogettes!
Posted by: julietine | January 21, 2005 at 01:35 PM
Quiggy - We get it! You're first! Congrats!
But I don't think you can be first twice....especially with a simulpost with yourself!:)
Posted by: Eleanor | January 21, 2005 at 01:36 PM
Sign me up for the next Punky Mamas bazaar!
Posted by: xmnr | January 21, 2005 at 01:43 PM
Quig,
And to truly be first you have to make a witty comment on the article... like...
"Mothers on Prozac" is an OK name, but "Frump" and "PLacenta" could use a little spice, tad more oomph. I think "Frumpy Whores an Crack" or "The Placenta Soup Trio" would have a marketing power.
Posted by: random thunking | January 21, 2005 at 01:43 PM
Is this the new season of American Idol?
Posted by: Di | January 21, 2005 at 01:44 PM
Lactating Ladies With Gerber Stains wbagnfarb.
Posted by: soccer mom | January 21, 2005 at 01:48 PM
Uh oh, the Remainders have some serious competition now!
Posted by: Mike "Mad's Dork" Weasel | January 21, 2005 at 01:57 PM
Doug, definitely. I think it won a Grammy for Best Song Involving Major Medical Equipment in 1983.
Posted by: Mike "Mad's Dork" Weasel | January 21, 2005 at 02:03 PM
"Mothers on Prozac" would never actually perform, due to lack of Motivation and a feeling of listlessness...
Posted by: EB | January 21, 2005 at 03:43 PM
I would fully expect anybody who truly, truly loved me to shoot me in the head before allowing me to do such a thing...
That said, I can think of a few songs that they might what to buy from me.
(1)It Looked Like Mustard But It Broke My Heart
(2)The Legend of Fido And The Diaper
(3)Your Breast Milk Tastes Like Sugar, Sugar
(4)The Day I Forgot My Nursing Pads Is the Day You Said Goodbye
Posted by: Polly | January 21, 2005 at 06:17 PM
(5)Momma's Got A New Pair Of Boobs
Posted by: Polly | January 21, 2005 at 06:34 PM
(5)Momma's Got A New Pair Of Boobs
**spew**
Polly - excellent, just excellent.
Posted by: Zoodle | January 21, 2005 at 08:31 PM
If mothers can get in on the act, why not aging hippies? I'm wondering when Geezerstock starts. Maybe it'll be these people in 20 years.
Posted by: Alex D. | January 21, 2005 at 10:38 PM
I'm working on a song called "Ghost Poopers in the House."
Posted by: Mrs. Bickerson | January 22, 2005 at 02:44 AM
Twentieth!
Quiggy, you are an idiot.
Posted by: The Honorable Stinky Butt Guy | January 22, 2005 at 04:20 AM
Hey,Hey
No insults here...we are all friends...
Posted by: julietine | January 22, 2005 at 06:19 AM
*dances and sings*
we r family!!!
Posted by: Bangi_Sizzles | January 22, 2005 at 06:55 AM
"Promoter: Ma'am, would you and the band prefer beer or soda in the hospitality area?
RockMom: H'mm...Depends."
Posted by: candy tutt | January 22, 2005 at 10:33 AM
I used to be very attached to Placenta. It only lasted a few months, but it was a formative period of my life.
Posted by: Sella Turcica | January 22, 2005 at 03:31 PM
As a Dad and a punk rocker when I read this article I, er, got a little excited.
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 24, 2005 at 05:12 AM