How Was I Born?

The little boy 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! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo.  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 little Pop-Up appeared that said: 
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                               “You got Male!”

I am an almost 30 year old blogger. I write about my life and my struggles with Multiple Sclerosis. I also am a huge book worm and because of that I review tons of books so other people can get ideas of books they should check out. I also blog about adoption from time to time because I placed my daughter for adoption when I was 20.


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