>The little boy asks his father--Daddy, how was I born? > >Dad responds, >Ah, my son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! >Well, you see, your Mom and I first got together in a chat >room on AOL. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom 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 blessed little Popup >appeared and said: You've got male! Ahh that's a cute one Carol.......
-------------------------------------------------------- "Life's Journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting..Holy Shit!! What a Ride!!" --------------------------------------------------------
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