Query: where do babies come from? The precocious

Query: where do babies come from? The precocious 3-year-old always had the most annoying way of bringing up difficult subjects.

I sat the pig-tailed toddler on my lap and explained that when a man and a woman want to have a baby, they simply ask God to give them one, and 9 months later, the baby comes

because the Mom had been secretly schtooping the UPS delivery guy because Dad was more interested in saving himself for Jesus than the making Mom happy "down there." Her child

looked very much like the UPS guy. Dad welcomed him into the family, and

said, "Son, if you want to date my daughter, I'll expect you to get some longer shorts."

He laughed and tapped the end of my junk. I didn't realize he'd still had his cigarette in that hand until I woke up in the ER. Apparently, some cherries should remain untouched.

But I have a thing for cherries,they're like aphrodisiac to me and I won't hold down on my instincts.So I grab the nurse's cherry and as she has no objection about

really shopworn double entendre's because she works downtown. The nurse has seen it all. Burn victims with urinary track infections, heart attack victims with gerbils

inside their esophagi, screwdrivers lodged in orbital sockets, seriously she'd seen everything. She wasn't going to be convinced by this newcomer that anything had changed.

She continued drinking her tea, brushing aside the debris like it was so much ash.