A father asked his son, Little Ricky, if he
knew about the birds and the bees.
"I don't want to know!" Little Ricky said,
exploding and bursting into tears.
Confused, his father asked Little Ricky what
was wrong.
"Oh Pop," Ricky sobbed, "for me there was no
Santa Claus at age six, no Easter Bunny at
seven, and no Tooth Fairy at eight. And if
you're telling me now that grownups don’t
really fuck, I've got nothing left to
believe in!"
knew about the birds and the bees.
"I don't want to know!" Little Ricky said,
exploding and bursting into tears.
Confused, his father asked Little Ricky what
was wrong.
"Oh Pop," Ricky sobbed, "for me there was no
Santa Claus at age six, no Easter Bunny at
seven, and no Tooth Fairy at eight. And if
you're telling me now that grownups don’t
really fuck, I've got nothing left to
believe in!"