The Orphanage Of Misfit Babes looks like a scary place. I was a misfit baby, mostly cuz I was one of those fat babies you see on Maury Povich. My clothes all misfit. Some even split down the butt while I played with my rattle in one hand and clutched a Mars bar that looked like runny poop in the other. Seriously though, this orphange is full of creepy orphans. Probably even has a harsh and bitter old maid in charge who hits your knuckles with a ruler. The adults inside are terrified, all clutching each other and screaming. I say just leave the kid and get the hell out. Actually, I don’t say that cuz that can be misinterpreted.

I’m really looking forward to the movie based on this sculpture. I just noticed a baby devil in the yard. Who slept with the devil? That’s as evil as you can get. And you know the devil ain’t gonna take care of your kid. So next thing you know, you are leaving your devil baby on the steps of the orphanage to be raised by nuns. Good luck with that nuns. That’s why they call them nuns you know. They don’t want none of that!
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