A little boy goes to his father and asks '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, where 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 got Male!'
I have to write down here for other articals are bloody sad:)
The "genius" is in the deep blues on her failure in two interviews.
is it a blance of life? we can own more:) or we need more patience and faith:)
BTW: welcome to Brisbane to taste my sweets one day,whatever I am a patisserie or not:) try to make special one for you guys:)
I meant: the balance of life is we can not own more.............hehe,does it make sense^_^