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A little boy goes to his father and asks, “Daddy, how was I born?”

    A little boy goes to his father and asks, “Daddy, how was I born?”

     

    The father answers, “Well, son, I guess one day you were going to find out anyway.”

     

    “Your mom and I first got together in an internet chat room.”

     

    “Then I set up a date via e-mail and we met at a cybercafe.”

     

    “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.”

     

    “Since it was too late to hit the delete button, a little Pop-up window appeared nine months later that said,…

     

    … ‘You’ve got Male!’”

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