I first met my dad shortly after I was conceived. Assuming life begins at conception, that is. I know some people - the scientific sort - don't believe life begins until the heart starts beating. Other people - the religious type - don't believe life begins until the baby is born. Thats when the soul is attached to the body, or sumthin', and there ya got a brand new human being. So anyway, lets assume that my life began shortly when my dad's sperm met and hooked up with my mom's egg. I imagine I met my dad shortly thereafter, 'cause you know he didn't have any qualms about sex when you're wife is pregnant! Blam-shit! All over my head... |
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