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There is no escape. I might have to up and leave this sorry planet...

Again.

Gah! Sorry for that, dude. I know how expensive interplanetary travel could get. What with the baby coming and all. Don't worry though, I'll e-mail you as soon as it's safe to come back and we have rid ourselves of this infernal madness. I'll take one for the team, that's the kind of friend I am. But, you already knew that.

I look forward to the email!! Until, then. 5....4...3...2..1..... BOOM!

Oh wait! Shoot.. You left your... You left your baby.

Not again!!

Whew! I'm glad you were able to circle back, at least for the birth. With the gravity significantly less elsewhere, he would be way taller than any of us Earthlings.

I will name him spaghetti. On account of food long stretchiness ;0)