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Diaper Rash Quotes By Roddy Piper

I was pissin' Vince McMahon off when the red on the back of your neck was diaper rash! — Roddy Piper

Diaper Rash Quotes By Devon Monk

The Mum has the temper of a demon with a diaper rash. (Shamus) — Devon Monk

Diaper Rash Quotes By Kathryn Stockett

[Crisco] ain't just for frying. You ever get a sticky something stuck in your hair,like gum? ... That's right, Crisco. Spread this on a baby's bottom, you won't even know what diaper rash is ... shoot, I seen ladies rub it under they eyes and on they husband's scaly feet ... Clean the goo from a price tag, take the squeak out a door hinge. Lights get cut off, stick a wick in it and burn it like a candle ... And after all that, it'll still fry your chicken. — Kathryn Stockett

Diaper Rash Quotes By Katherine Tomlinson

Symptoms of Candida vary according to what part of the body is affected. (Even babies can get Candida, which usually shows up as diaper rash.) And the problem is that because the infection can turn up in any part of the body, there's no one definitive symptom. Moreover, if you're middle-aged, the effects of Candida can mimic the signs of so-called normal aging (impaired mental function, less energy, vague aches and pains, depression) and you might ignore the problem figuring there's nothing you can do about it. But there IS something you can do about it. — Katherine Tomlinson

Diaper Rash Quotes By Steve Almond

My own kind. I'm not sure there's a name for us. I suspect we're born this way: our hearts screwed in tight, already a little broken. We hate sentimentality and yet we're deeply sentimental. Low-grade Romantics. Tough but susceptible. Afflicted by parking lots, empty courtyards, nostalgic pop music. When we cried for no reason as babies, just hauled off and wailed, our parents seemed to know, instinctively, that it wasn't diaper rash or colic. It was something deeper that they couldn't find a comfort for, though the good ones tried mightily, shaking rattles like maniacs and singing, "Happy Birthday" a little louder than called for. We weren't morose little kids. We could be really happy. — Steve Almond