How was I born?
Sean goes to his father and asks “Daddy, how was I born?”
The father answers: “Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!
You’re Mother and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo.
Then I set up a date via e-mail with her and we met at a cyber-cafe.
We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive.
As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine - months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:
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You got Male!
Then a little later Sean relates this story to his mother and her answer is:
Is it any wonder young people nowadays are so confused?
Dario Sanchez said,
April 12, 2007 at 2:37 pm
What?? The stork doens’t bring babies?
Then where do they come from?
Nancy said,
April 12, 2007 at 4:04 pm
Grannymar,
Dario seems confused so I will tell him about the cultural exchange we recently had with visitors from Mars.
We asked the Martians how they procreated and they took us to a “Baby factory” and there was an assembly line. One worker put a little torso on the conveyor belt and other workers put on arms,legs.noses,eyes etc. until a whole baby came off the line complete.
They then asked us how we procreated and we said,” It’s a little delicate but in the name of science we will show you.” They arranged for a couple to have relations and the Martins could not contain themselves. They roared with laughter and said. “That’s the way we make CARS”
Dario Sanchez said,
April 12, 2007 at 5:27 pm
Are you sure this wasn’t the Japanese now? They’re awfully good at making cars …
Too good …
grannymar said,
April 12, 2007 at 7:44 pm
Good on you Nancy, you keep that young Dario right!