There’s nothing funny about heartless, desperate, degenerate revenge – especially when it’s because of a deep-seeded grudge that is so insignificantly trivial, spawning two years prior, over ONE incident.
What makes this story a bit unique is the internet justice that has been served – where as 10 years ago, this would have been quiet news that would eventually be tossed away like yesterday’s jam. Rest assured, if you’re a giant douche and there’s a camera pointed at you, karma will blast right back in your stupid jerk face.
What did YOUR father ever do with you? Play stick ball? Paint? Go to the zoo and look at animals? Awesome, your dad is cool, I guess.
Leave it to the internet to once again remind me that my upbringing was tame and that I’m already falling behind in the rad dad race. Luke Geissbühler and his family MacGuyvered a helium-filled weather balloon to an insulated styrofoam container, which acted as housing for an HD video camera, and included an iPhone to relay GPS coordinates (so he could retrieve it when it fell back to Earth). He also included some hand warmers to keep the equipment from freezing in space. Evidently when you’ve got an umlaut in your name, you think of everything. Geissbühler says the project cost between $400 and $500, and he followed all of the FAA rules for unmanned spacecraft.
Does playing with dolls not cut it anymore for your digital-age daughter? Are you ready to take a knee and impart all of the incredible feelings about being a parent to her? Is she already ovulating at the age of 6? Well then My Baby 3 & Friends for the Nintendo DS might be a great game for her to pick up. While not as offensively loony as, say, the Bratz series – My Baby 3 & Friends is definitely weird enough to make you, as a parent, want to hang yourself.
Your first red flag that you’re in for a doosey is that they tell you that MB3&F “delivers all the fun parenting and baby milestones”. Let me tell you something about milestones. They’re not fun. When someone says your baby should be walking by 10 months, you’re on the ground shaking the crap out of him or her at 10-months-and-1-day thinking they’re behind. If some book somewhere says your kid should be saying 20 words by 18 months old, you’ve got your kid tied to the recliner in front of the television, playing two Your Baby Can Read DVDs at once picture-in-picture. I mean, as a parent, you’re supposed to panic. You’re supposed to care. You’re supposed to be so emotionally invested in your baby, that just the thought of them not being up-to-snuff makes your balls hurt. Just kidding. But you’re supposed to be interested in a way that this DS game ain’t gonna give you.
Oh, and at this time, I should tell you that I haven’t PLAYED My Baby 3 & Friends. So this is no review. Just a head’s up.