I can’t wait to have kids.
I mean, I’m only 20 years old, so I’m in no hurry.
The thing is, I really want my hypothetical kids to get to that age that they start asking questions. Well, one particular question. I can’t wait until my kids ask me where babies come from…
I’m just going to run to the grocery store, buy myself a big-ass melon, run back home, get a needle and give the needle and the melon to my kids. Then all I’ll say is: “Get that melon through the eye of the needle without damaging it and I’ll tell you.”
Then I’ll just walk away slowly.
I’m going to be the best and coolest mom ever and my hypothetical kids will hate me for it! I can’t wait.
But, whatever.
Have a nice Wednesday.
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