That title almost sounds like something Karl Pilkington would say
To be fair I’ve been listening to Brian Cox for the past 8 hours and I may have picked up a Manchurian accent.
Also, when I think about it I very much have a Karl Pilkington attitude to babies, like I can’t speak real sentences with them, what the fuck am I suppose to do? Fair enough if it was my kid, but other peoples kids I don’t know what I’m suppose to do with them. I’d probably just look at them smile and say “alright?”