I used to tell my "ex" I wanted my own football team and the girls couldn't play. She'd say something like, "how many is that?" and I'd say, "22" to which she'd give me a weird look and I'd just give her a funny look one back and say "just don't have too many girls and you'll be okay".
This is the last one, at least by me. She wants a girl pretty bad and I'm getting too old to be a good father with the physical requirements (ya know like scouting, hunting, camping, fishing, the rough housing and rebuilding cars like work) so I told her it was now or never and here we are she decided to try one more time.
The Bear Family
