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

The father answers, “Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!

Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo.

Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe.

We sneaked into a secluded room, and googled each other.

There 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, and since it was too late to hit the delete button.

Nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said;

You’ve Got Male!

*Is Your Dad Home?*
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> A farmer got in his truck and drove to a neighbouring farm and knocked at
> the farmhouse door.
> A young boy, about ten, opened the door.
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> “Is your Dad home”? the farmer asked.
> “Sorry Sir, he isn’t” the boy replied. “He went into town.”
> “Well,” said the farmer, “Is your mum here”?
> “No, sir, she’s not here either. She went into town with Dad.”
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> “How about your brother, Greg? Is he here”?
> “He went with Mum and Dad.”
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> The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the
> other and mumbling to himself.
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> “Is there anything I can do for ya”? the boy asked politely. “I know where
> all the tools are if you want to borrow one. Or maybe, I could take a
> message for Dad.”
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> “Well,” said the farmer uncomfortably, “I really wanted to talk to your Dad.
> It’s about your brother Greg getting my daughter pregnant.”
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> The boy considered for a moment.
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> “You’d have to talk to Dad about that,” he finally conceded.
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> “If it helps you any, I know that Dad charges $200 for the bull and $150 for
> the pig, but I really don’t know how much he will charge for Greg.”