Congratulate me
To Grandad and Annette
A baby boy
Sean Keith weighed in at 8 kilobytes.
Born in the bowels of Facebook.
So you said it couldn’t be done.
Yup! I got together with Annette. My bytes mingled with her code, and a few seconds later, Sean Keith was born.
He’s probably starving because I haven’t been near him since. I notice nobody has played with him at all.
The great thing about virtual kids is that you can erase them. One click of the mouse is all it takes. I’ll remind him of that when he’s looking for money or clothes [or food].
The picture above is of course a new one.
I managed to get in with the camera just after he was born, so I have a real live photograph of him.
Isn’t he beautiful?
I think he takes after his mammy?
Is that what happened when he saw you? 😆
Are you sure it’s yours? I mean I just don’t see the similarity
I’d say the gynecologist is in deep shock?
Congratulations anyway.
Grannymar – It was a difficult birth. They had to deliver him by email.
Cupid – How do you DNA test an image? I don’t know Annette, so I can only go on trust.
Granny – Thanks. Happy anniversary! 🙂
“How do you DNA test an image?”
Steganography?
Thrifty – I hope to God there is no hidden message there….. We could always try matching binaries?
Congratulations! Grandad – are you feeling proud?
Steph – I am absolutely overwhelmed. This is all to much for me…
That pipe’s gonna stunt his growth you know.
Olga – Not half as much as the lack of food and water?
Oh yeah…that too. Oh what the hell…let the kid have his fun while he can, eh?!?