Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Who's yo Daddy? ?

Those who have taken the time to know me realize that I am exceedingly mild mannered, I wear glasses, and know everything. Right there the resemblence to Superman stops!

Since I know everything, you have all heard me pontificate at great length on every subject under the sun. Especially politics, education or the lack of same in our government Schools. I almost called them government funded schools. But no they are funded by the citizens with funds taken by force by the only entity authorized to legalily rob and even kill you if they so desire.

One would think that with their vast resourses of money and the ability to call on the most advanced minds in the world today that they would turn out some of the smartest and most brillant minds the world has ever known.

For an example of what passes in some circles for cognitive thought, consider the case of Dallas, Texas;

Who's yo daddy?

When someone puts in for Child Support, the proper thing to do is to find out who the father is and see why he is not providing support. The following are all replies that Dallas women have written on Child Support Agency forms in the section for listing father's details. Or putting it another way...Who's yo Daddy!
These are genuine excerpts from the forms. Be sure to check out # 11 - it takes the prize and # 3 is runner up. However; I think # 5 is from another planet.
1. Regarding the identity of the father of my twins, child A was fathered by Jim Munson. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of child B, but I believe that he was conceived on the same night.
2. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my child as I was being sick out of a window when taken unexpectedly from behind. I can provide you with a list of names of men that I think were at the party if this helps.
3. I do not know the name of the father of my little girl. She was conceived at a party at 3600 Grand Avenue where I had unprotected sex with a man I met that night I do remember that the sex was so good that I fainted. If you do manage to track down the father, can you send me his phone number? Thanks.
4. I don't know the identity of the father of my daughter. He drives a BMW that now has a hole made by my stiletto heels in one of the door panels. Perhaps you can contact BMW service stations in this area and! see if he's had it replaced.
5. I have never had sex with a man. I am still a Virginian. I am awaiting a letter from the Pope confirming that my son's conception was immaculate and that he is Christ risen again.
6. I cannot tell you the name of child A's dad as he informs me that to do so would blow his cover and that would have cataclysmic implications for the economy. I am torn between doing right by you and right by the country. Please advise.
7. I do not know who the father of my child was as all blacks look the same to me.
8. Peter Smith is the father of child A. If you do catch up with him, can you ask him what he did with my AC/DC CDs? Child B who was also borned at the same time.... well I don't have a clue.
9. From the dates it seems that my daughter was conceived at Disney World; maybe it really is the Magic Kingdom.
10. So much about that night is a blur. The only thing that I remember for sure is Delia Smith did a program about eggs earlier in the evening. If I'd have stayed in and watched more TV rather than going to the party at 146 Miller Drive, mine might have remained unfertilized.
11. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my baby, after all when you eat a can of beans you can't be sure which one made you fart.
Yep, you guessed it right. You are all paying taxes to support these dim bulbs.
I know it's unfair to pick on Dallas. Toccoa, Georgia has more that it's fair share and to spare of the fine examples of gentile womanhood.
Shamelessly stolen from,
My what fertile fields we have for the kudzu to grow in.

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