mafungohead

WOW! How's this for an Easter Sunday? I get a call from a girl I use to date. Haven't seen her in almost two years. Anyway, she tells me that today's her son's birthday. He's turning one. I said, oh, that's wonderful. Congratulations. Who's the Daddy? She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and goes, "you are". Quickly my mind kicked into overdrive, recalling every one of our sexual encounters. I always, always packed the plastic. Without fail. And if I didn't, I definitely always pulled out in time. Got mad control. And, my guy's not a drooler. So, it just can't be. It's not possible. It doesn't add up....

...Then, she sent me this picture, and it all made perfect sense. The resemblance is absolutely uncanny.