Unfortunately...
...I speak as the poor schmuck who actually fell prey to one of said broody feminine things. Not exactly the most well-adjusted of women, she conveniently 'forgot' her birth control. Now, I've always shouldered the fact I was less than responsible in not opting for my own efforts, but fact remained that I got trapped into a relationship (and very nearly married) to a woman who not only made my life hell, managed to do so whilst alienating my entire social circle by citing the blame entirely on me. It took three years to get the truth from her lips, but by god, the look on her face when everyone realised what a lunatic she was came to pass was priceless. Naturally, we're not together anymore, as you might imagine.

Oh, and my son is, despite my initial reservations, a person I'm proud of. Just turned five two weeks ago, and thankfully is inheriting more of me than his mother. If nothing else, I'm glad he'll get some good genes from me to balance out what his mother gave him.

Now, I suppose I have to go and do an actual post. -gasp-.
(HomeWithTheDownies A towering inferno of penisy pleasure, Tue 22 Apr 2008, 19:22, Reply)