Shiftless2
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Once upon a time, in the bustling era of the early internet days, a curious little boy approached his father with wide eyes full of wonder. "Daddy, how was I born?" he asked.
The father chuckled softly, realizing it was time to share a playful version of their family tale. "Well, son," he began with a twinkle in his eye, "it all started when your mom and I first met in a virtual chat room on Yahoo. Back then, that's where people often found connections."
"Really?" the boy's eyes widened further.
"Absolutely," the father continued. "I took a leap and set up a date with your mom via e-mail, and we decided to meet at a cozy cyber-cafe downtown. It was where the magic began."
"So, what happened next?" the boy eagerly inquired.
"We found a quiet corner and googled each other," the father winked. "Your mother was intrigued, and she agreed to a transfer from my hard drive."
The boy giggled, though some of the terms were beyond his current grasp, the story was captivating.
"As I was getting ready to upload, we realized we hadn't used any protection—a firewall, as it's called in tech terms. Before we knew it, it was too late to hit delete."
The boy gasped slightly, imagining the urgency of the situation.
"And then, nine months later," the father concluded with a grin, "a little Pop-Up appeared on our life's screen that excitedly exclaimed, 'You've got male!' And that, my son, is how you came into this world."
The father chuckled softly, realizing it was time to share a playful version of their family tale. "Well, son," he began with a twinkle in his eye, "it all started when your mom and I first met in a virtual chat room on Yahoo. Back then, that's where people often found connections."
"Really?" the boy's eyes widened further.
"Absolutely," the father continued. "I took a leap and set up a date with your mom via e-mail, and we decided to meet at a cozy cyber-cafe downtown. It was where the magic began."
"So, what happened next?" the boy eagerly inquired.
"We found a quiet corner and googled each other," the father winked. "Your mother was intrigued, and she agreed to a transfer from my hard drive."
The boy giggled, though some of the terms were beyond his current grasp, the story was captivating.
"As I was getting ready to upload, we realized we hadn't used any protection—a firewall, as it's called in tech terms. Before we knew it, it was too late to hit delete."
The boy gasped slightly, imagining the urgency of the situation.
"And then, nine months later," the father concluded with a grin, "a little Pop-Up appeared on our life's screen that excitedly exclaimed, 'You've got male!' And that, my son, is how you came into this world."
