Comments on Happy Birthday

How do you not feel a baby coming out of your vagina? I thought births were supposed to be painful?

Further proof that on your back is a bad position for giving birth, I think.

I bet Wes Andersen's bummed he didn't think of THAT!

This is so, so, so hard to believe. Amazing.

Most toilets on Indian trains are filthy chutes emptying directly onto the tracks.

Reuters telling it like it is!

Did she think that she had taken a huge shit but didn't notice that a baby came out of her vagina? Remind me to never walk along Indian railroad tracks. Gross!

Breeders, just shitting those kids out all over the place.

Guess what... most toilets on American trains are filthy chutes leading out to the tracks too. Go ride that fucking filthy cattle-car called Amtrack anywhere east of the Rockies and see for yourself.

She probably thought it was a huge shit... especially if she already had kids and had some "Bu-gina" going on.

And there have been times I thought I was going to pass out from crapping a massive turd... there where even a few that should have qualified for birth certificates.

Wait, what happened to the umbilical cord? Did it just snap off?

Dr_Awesome: bullshit. Amtrak has retention tanks now.

"Oh, get that one for me, will ya Bridget?"

"Mommy, where do babies come from?" "They fall out of the shitter on the train."

Sounds like Unpaid blogger needs some Swiss Kriss.

Makes me wonder if it was a low birth weight baby.

Kid is lucky that it was dumped onto the tracks and not into water, or it would have drowned while mom was passed out.

Freaky.

Fnarf: Really? Even on the east coast? Last time I rode the City of New Orleans it should have been named the Shitty of New Orleans.

West coast: We have the Superliner double-level cars, which have holding tanks.

East coast: Everywhere with low tunnels (low enough to preclude running the Superliners), they run the antique single-level commuter cars, which have glorified hoppers that dump right out on the tracks. Bullshit, indeed. Er, people-shit, actually.