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Gender reveals have gotten pretty bland as of late. No guy wants to go to some overdone party to cut open a cake to figure out if he’s going to be a relaxed dad or an over-protective dad. Women caught on and started switching it up, and soon we saw every guy swinging a baseball bat at a ball full of colored powder. This couple really stepped it up, though:
Ashley Sterkel let her husband Jon shoot at an explosive target, a target that would explode with the color of their baby’s gender. While Jon loved the explosion, as you can tell by him yelling “IT’S A BOY!!!!”, it seems that his neighbors did not. The Sterkel’s were cited with a misdemeanor Monday morning. Apparently, some people miles away heard the explosion and called the cops because their dogs were terrified. Now I don’t know about Nebraska, but here in the backwoods of Virginia, you don’t rat out a neighbor because you hear an explosion. That’s messed up. Rednecks like to blow shit up; that’s science.
What started as a fun plan to get Jon involved in the gender reveal has now resulted in him facing a year in jail and up to a $1,000 fine. My man was just trying to shoot some guns and find out the gender of his child, and now he’s a criminal? Something’s not right with that. I’m on your side, Jon. Congrats..
[h/t Cosmopolitan]
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I play golf with the local judge there. I’ll handle this.
Do you live out there? If so I am sorry.
Gender reveals are among the stupidest trends of our generation, purely done for Facebook and Instagram likes.
Followed by the weekly baby size updates. Fuck these people.
If my mom used Facebook I would encourage her to give an update on her kids’ sizes still: “Joey is now 292 months old and weighs 155 pounds six ounces! He is also 816 inches long! Thank you for the support for the last 24 years! He’s really growing up fast!”
816 inches? Who the fuck are you. You suck at math. Hope you don’t work in finance ever, fuck face.
No one appreciating self-deprecating humor. PGP.
Yeah. Good idea, terrible execution. Story of my life.
They are “Like”-farmers.
Damn Nebraska liberals.
Story must be from that famed 2nd district in Nebraska that HillDawg thought she could win.
Title’s a bit too long, should just be “Your Gender Reveal will be Trash”
Damn. I blew a stump up for my neighbor with tannerite last weekend. Neighbor that was two miles away heard it and asked what it was. I explained it, and guess where I’m going this weekend? Man, I hate VA sometimes, but sometimes this isn’t such a bad place. Two up, two down.
I have no idea where you’re going this weekend
Jail? Invited over for drinks? We may never know.
He’s going to go blow up a stump for the neighbor two miles away, duh. #TwoUpTwoDown
Delph’s my people and is 110% correct on his assumption. I’m blowing locust stumps up, and getting housed on Devil’s Backbone variety packs.
How do we know what the baby identifies as?
We get it, you’re engaged