Texas Couple Tells the World Their Baby’s Gender with Beef
Beef! It's how we tell people about our baby. Because it's better to eat the beef than eat the baby. Unless you're in Russia.
What ever happened to a simple phone call to announce big news?
"Its 3 in the afternoon. I just woke up. What's going on?"
"You're going to be a grandpa"
"Dad? You there?"
"Who is this?"
"Mom? Its your number-one son."
"What did you tell your father? He's on the floor grasping his chest!"
"I told him he's going to be a grandpa."
"Oh yeah!? Well good for you! You just killed your father. Now hang up so I can call the 911. Love you."
Now when you finally knock up somebody, you have to make a big production about it, like fill up a big box full of pink toilet paper and make people open the box. Others spend money they should be saving for college on stupid one-off T-shirts.
Well, KLTV is reporting that John Lezama, a meat cutter for Texas Roadhouse in Tyler, spelled out the gender of his soon-to-arrive bundle of joy in steaks.
I guess it's better that showing a baby flying out of the house in the bathwater. Barely.
Now you can walk in and scream, "It's a girl on the grill!"
That would be kind of fun. Like saying "Hi" to Jack at the airport.