Fairs are for Kids

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Micky and Max walk hand in hand through the fair grounds, the scent of funnel cakes filling the air. They split an elephant ear, then get in line for the ferris wheel. After about twenty minutes, they finally get on.

Once the ride starts moving, Micky says, "We've been married for five years, been together for ten, and I would really like to, um, well, I'd like to have a kid."

"You do know that my... uh, inner... tubes? Um, well my baby making parts don't work, right? After a few months on testosterone, that stuff well, changes. So..."

"Oh my God Max! I know it doesn't work! I meant adopt," Micky says, chuckling.

"Well I mean obviously. I totally understood that right away."

"So, do you want to do this?"

"I would love to," Max responds, resting his head on Micky's shoulder.

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Well that's it guys, I hope you've enjoyed! Thank you so much taking the time out of your day to read this book, I appreciate it more than you could ever imagine. Have a good day! Bye!

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