Sorry... politically incorrect in a way this is. Sue me.

My best buddy's grandson (Jackson Roch ****** was the name to be) was born today at 11AM. 6 pounds 9 ounces. They painted his room blue and we all bought stuff for the lad (cept fer me as I bought a stroller baby seat riggin friggin) because the hospital staff told the young couple they were going to be the proud parents of a baby boy. Imagine the lad's surprise when the baby was born wothout a dick.

Not that whatever her name will be (I suggested Gary, of course) or the colour of her room or the the other things that were bought will matter a whit to the little bundle of joy, which my buddy tells me is REAL cute!

Just floors me that the hospital staff could see a dick when there was NO dick. Hmmmm... maybe there WAS a dick... maybe it was a miracle? >;-)

That oughta score me some points with the Mudcat womenzzz eh?