Where Babies Come From

I love that I have a life...but hate that it keeps me from random blog posts. Speaking of random...

I want the truth and I want it now. I know I should be much older before I ponder life-altering questions such as this, but, honestly, Where Did I Come From? The useless answers I’ve found so far:
• A stork flew me here (plausible)
• Jesus brought me (less plausible than the stork, but I hear He’s pretty cool)
• Mom & Dad went to a cabbage patch (funny, I don’t feel like a cabbage)
• A 1-800 number from the back pages of Rolling Stone (that makes me feel wanted)
• South Korean laboratories (I don’t feel Asian, either)
• A sea monkey packet that mom & dad “overfed” (that would make me King of the Sea People!)
• The one I’m completely throwing out is the LEAST obvious: mom & dad had “sex” … whatever that is.