On May second, nineteen fifty three, my daddy was born. So today he is, I dunno, ninety? I'm not so good with math...
The day my father was born, no one knew that he would grow up and do something amazing. Something miraculous. But you see, when he was twenty five years, four months and 16 days old, he had sex with a girl, and nine months later, I was born!!
So you see, without him and his wee swimmers I wouldn't be here. And quite frankly, I like being here!
So, daddy, thank you for being born, and also, for not using a condom!
Happy Birthday ;o)
We love you
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