I recently observed a really fascinating thing. What happens when someone with a small baby is around people? What I mean is, what happens when a mother brings the child around a group of people that she knows? The either ask, or are asked, if they would like to hold the baby. This is an absolutely flawless theory. Every time I see a someone I know with a small child, they ask me if I want to hold it. It doesn't matter whether or not they trust me or not, they fucking ask. And the incredibly bizarre thing to these people is that I say no. I have no desire to hold small children. I realize that the urge is probably more prevalent in women, because of the whole maternal instinct thing. But I've seen it in men, also. Granted some of these guys are real fairies to begin with, but even normal men have it happen, it seems. So why don't I hold these babies? They hold no appeal, no fascination for me. Why would I want to hold something that has the potential to piss, shit or puke on me? "Oh, but they're so cuddly," is the response I most often get. I've held a baby before, and I also held cats and dogs. I prefer the fucking animals. They want to be held. It's their choice. The little kids are passed around like a fucking football, and then they're parents wonder why their so sickly. I guess I'm just one of those rare people that doesn't consider them to be a toy to be passed around and shared.