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Damn it, it looks like it is...but this one below apparently is the original and maybe funnier. This kid is the real deal!




Funny enuff, I knew a Kellogg's cereal taster tester (lasted < 1 week) and back in the day if you wanted a job ast PHG as a process/production engineer, you had to do a stint tasting Crisco.
Experienced tasters could tell what equipment settings were off, by how much based on nuttiness, oiliness, toasted-ness etc.
 

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The wet t-shirt contest pic caused me to remember something. In the early '90s my first wife was staying at home to be a fulltime mom to our two very young daughters. To help out a friend, she kept her infant son for a few hours per day for several weeks. The mom would drop him off on her way to work at noon and the dad would pick him up after work at about 5. My wife's friend stressed to my wife that her husband would not and could not change a diaper - it made him nauseated - so my wife had to send the baby out the door each day at 5 with a clean diaper, since dad wouldn't change him over the next few hours until his wife got home.

One day I was there when the idiot dad showed up at 5, and he and I were talking while my wife changed the baby. It was a minor, nothing, normal poopy diaper. The dad happened to glance over and see it and immediately turned white, gagged, and ran out our front door to vomit in my shrubbery. Soft-ass MF'er. He had no business with a kid. You want a Ferrari, you can't be scared of oil.

The dad in the pic above is the norm. You want to be a dad, you better get used to toxic waste and getting it all over you. I've been pooped on, peed on, vomited on, spit up on, dealt with gallons of snot & boogers, and had stuff on me that I never did know what it was. That's just being a dad. That dad in the pic above is probably thinking, "This? Meh. This isn't even the worst thing I've had on me today."
 
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The wet t-shirt contest pic caused me to remember something. In the early '90s my first wife was staying at home to be a fulltime mom to our two very young daughters. To help out a friend, she kept her infant son for a few hours per day for several weeks. The mom would drop him off on her way to work at noon and the dad would pick him up after work at about 5. My wife's friend stressed to my wife that her husband would not and could not change a diaper - it made him nauseated - so my wife had to send the baby out the door each day at 5 with a clean diaper, since dad wouldn't change him over the next few hours until his wife got home.

One day I was there when the idiot dad showed up at 5, and he and I were talking while my wife changed the baby. It was a minor, nothing, normal poopy diaper. The dad happened to glance over and see it and immediately turned white, gagged, and ran out our front door to vomit in my shrubbery. Soft-ass MF'er. He had no business with a kid. You want a Ferrari, you can't be scared of oil.

The dad in the pic above is the norm. You want to be a dad, you better get used to toxic waste and getting it all over you. I've been pooped on, peed on, vomited on, spit up on, dealt with gallons of snot & boogers, and had stuff on me that I never did know what it was. That's just being a dad. That dad in the pic above is probably thinking, "This? Meh. This isn't even the worst thing I've had on me today."

Not gonna lie, puke and poop as a first time dad I was disgusted and definitely got a little green in the face a few times, but never blew chunks. After 13 years and one still in diapers (My autistic son) it doesn't really phase me anymore. You adapt and learn to get over it. The puke still kind of sucks because it doesn't happen as often, but I can at least tolerate it now :laugh:
 

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Not gonna lie, puke and poop as a first time dad I was disgusted and definitely got a little green in the face a few times, but never blew chunks. After 13 years and one still in diapers (My autistic son) it doesn't really phase me anymore. You adapt and learn to get over it. The puke still kind of sucks because it doesn't happen as often, but I can at least tolerate it now :laugh:
I had a couple of advantages. My parents had my little brother just before my 17th b'day, so I got a lot of experience changing diapers and dealing with all that. I didn't become a dad until I was 31, and by that time I'd worked in hospital labs, cut up a cadaver, and seen a world of stuff in hospitals during rotations. I was so used to it all that my kids' stuff didn't phase me much.
 

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The wet t-shirt contest pic caused me to remember something. In the early '90s my first wife was staying at home to be a fulltime mom to our two very young daughters. To help out a friend, she kept her infant son for a few hours per day for several weeks. The mom would drop him off on her way to work at noon and the dad would pick him up after work at about 5. My wife's friend stressed to my wife that her husband would not and could not change a diaper - it made him nauseated - so my wife had to send the baby out the door each day at 5 with a clean diaper, since dad wouldn't change him over the next few hours until his wife got home.

One day I was there when the idiot dad showed up at 5, and he and I were talking while my wife changed the baby. It was a minor, nothing, normal poopy diaper. The dad happened to glance over and see it and immediately turned white, gagged, and ran out our front door to vomit in my shrubbery. Soft-ass MF'er. He had no business with a kid. You want a Ferrari, you can't be scared of oil.

The dad in the pic above is the norm. You want to be a dad, you better get used to toxic waste and getting it all over you. I've been pooped on, peed on, vomited on, spit up on, dealt with gallons of snot & boogers, and had stuff on me that I never did know what it was. That's just being a dad. That dad in the pic above is probably thinking, "This? Meh. This isn't even the worst thing I've had on me today."
Puke has always been the tough one for me. I thought I had worked past it until one day...

My wife was pregnant with our second, the weather was crappy, and we were bored. We head to the local mall just to get out of the house. We headed to Sears as my son always liked to play on the riding mowers. He was acting pretty subdued and not really enjoying himself so I picked him up and held him high in the air to try and get a smile. He pukes. Like projectile puking. Straight into my face and I had my mouth open. I start sprinting towards the bathroom and, yep, I start puking too. There is vomit all over that Sears store from the Lawn and Garden Center to the bathroom. I yell at my wife to go get the car and bring around so we can get out of there. Again - she is pregnant and battling morning sickness. She goes and gets the car, pulls it around to the exit closest to the bathroom (near the auto-center). My son and I walk out just covered in vomit - she see, and smell, us and starts puking in the bushes next to the building - I join her cause I still have puke from head to toe. Some old dude was replacing the battery in his pick-up, looks over at us, shakes his head, and goes back to working on his pick-up. I strip my son and I down to our underwear, throw all of our clothes in the trash and we drive home that way.
 
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