Well. I’m officially wrapping up this year’s Valentine’s Day coverage, a modest five days after the actual holiday, and I have no words to prepare you for what lies behind the jump in this post. Nothing I could say or do would properly steel you. But I will say that it’s terrible — almost as terrible as Cranberry Sauce, minus the bloody slug — AND if you look closely, you’ll spy the heart that inspired Beth’s astute caption about baby Shiloh’s early Valentine’s Day present.
And no, I don’t mean the more obvious heart halves I used to cover Shiloh’s ass cheeks. I’m talking about the other heart in the picture. You didn’t think that Grace’s comment was in reference to Shiloh’s face cheeks, did you?
**Time to put down your food and say a little prayer**
I know I’ve said it before, but this has got to be one of the nastiest submissions I’ve ever received, not to mention another visual example of “heart poop.” Beth was so determined to show her friends a tiny paper heart in Shiloh’s dirtydiaper, she just snapped away and smearedthe poop on Facebook without giving it a second thought.
What’s the big deal, anyway? Everyone poops! But only adorable babies named Shiloh shit out love. Forget the googly eyes and the Snoopy Band-Aids. Shiloh’s diaper is where the love is at! And Beth just wanted hundreds of people to see that love, half-buried at the foot of a fecal avalanche. At least three of her friends think it’s hysterical, with Grace going so far as to commend Beth on her ass shot skillz. So I guess the lesson we learned on the blog this Valentine’s Day is that love is relative. Really relative.
Related: Tease & Reveal - Dirty Diaper Edition, Diaper Bomb Edition, and Butter Chicken::shudder::
(submitted by Anonymous)