Last year I was participating in Half-Nekkid Thursday and posted a couple of pictures of my kids' f33t. Just their f33t. Cute little p1gg1es with chipped toenail polish and t4n lines. Cute little k1d f33t.
Yes, I've resorted to 133t-speak to avoid someone Googling me and pictures of my k1ds' f33t again.
Well, over the last month, and even more disturbingly in the last week, some sickos out there have decided to sent me utterly disgusting emails and comments about said phalanges.
And after vomiting and feeling the need to bleach my computer and the internet itself, I decided to take off all of the pictures that got such responses and replace them with a new declaration. If you search for such pictures on my blog now you will find this:
I will continue to post pictures of my k1ds, but I'll think twice about them from now on because obviously I had no idea that there were such sick f-ers out there. (See, Mrs. E, I am able to control my language!)
Don't get me wrong, I'm a pretty open-minded gal and if you've got a fetish, hey groovy. If you want to wrap yourself in green Saran Wrap, dip your pinkies in mayonnaise, do the hokey pokey and turn yourself about while you sing "I'm a Little Teapot", dude, that's alright by me.
Just leave my offspring out of it. For the love of Pete.