My Christmas Miracle

I laughed to myself as I thought about how conversations would go if our parents only knew how we interacted with each other before we reached our destination. They had no idea how boring it was inside our father’s balls or how confused we were when we were shot down the throat instead of being shot into the vagina. Whenever sperm was shot down the throat we were really confused – imagine going straight down to the bottom of an acid volcano, only to be burned alive before they knew what was happening – or better yet – being spit into a cloth or a toilet If I had a choice, I’d rather feed Mommy – at least I’d be serving a purpose before I die, unless Mommy’s allergic to semen. Personally, I believe that no one is really allergic to semen because if that’s the case, the same thing would happen to the vagina. I think what’s really happening is that the sperm realize they’re not where they’re supposed to be and those symptoms described are actually the sperm having tantrums as children due when they’re angry – LOL