Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Pregnant

I like impregnated women, impregnated cats and impregnated clouds. Mums-to-be and rain-bearing clouds give me that warm smiley feeling in my face and chest.

But I don’t like the process of impregnation. The procedure still frightens me. The concept seems disgusting – making a concoction of two persons’ bodily fluids (and from there too) in order to breed life.

My little Lina giggly wrote me a pregnant capital “B” in her assessment book this morning.

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