arndt@lymph.DEC (08/07/85)
The talk a while back about what to tell the little darlin' when he/she
asks about Sex (the Big Embrace) reminded me of a hysterical piece by
Steve Martin from his book CRUEL SHOES, p106. I finally looked it up.
The Nervous Father
"Daddy, where did I come from?"
"Uh . . . uh . . . Well, Tommy, well, it seems . . . well . . . Why,
Why out of the garbage can, son. The garbage man comes and throws you
in the gargabe can and Mommy goes out and gets you. You see, the garbage
men pick you up at the creampuff, cherry gingerbread house run by the angels
with the puppy faces, and the North Star wonder men with the magic seeds
tiptoe 'round the huckleberry tree."
"Well, where did the clock-radio come from?"
"Oh . . . Same place."
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Kind of makes you wonder what fathers without a college education tell
their children!
Regards,
Ken Arndt