I was driving home from Best Buy around 2:00pm in the afternoon yesterday, and my girlfriend called me up on my cellphone to go to her house. So I drove over to her house. I was still in my BB uniform. I walked up to her door. She touched me, we kissed, hugged, cuddled, etc, etc. As we got done making out on the bed, she told me she wants to make babies.

I told her that we're both almost 20 and I'd rather wait for the future. She respond with stuff like "I guess you don't love me anymore" and "I guess you don't want white babies to be born anymore." After telling her that I do love her and I do want white kids to be born, she started crying. She walked out of her room, and ignored me. I tried cheering her up but it wouldn't work. I than walked out of her house, ticked off, and I drove back home. She hasn't called me up or phoned me since.

She tells everything to her friends, neighbors, and family, too. I bet anything she has already told the world that I don't love her and I don't want white babies to be born anymore. I can't drive to work in the morning anymore without my own neighbors (young and old) looking at me and shaking their heads or fists at me.

What would you do? Thanks.

lol RyanParis ... i dont think the World is ready for little RyanParis's just yet ... i reckon spare your future dynasty the pain until it is   

Ryan:

Didn't you post a while back about your girlfriend being a white supremacist?

If this is so, perhaps you should tell your girlfriend that when you do have children, you have no intention of raising them as white supremacists.

What kind of neighborhood do you live in? Are there a lot of racists in it? Tell them and your girlfriend that God loves all people.

Ryan,

Well, making babies is rather enjoyable. I've made a few myself and I enjoyed every minute of it. If I could do it all the time, I would. If I ever get married again, to someone who can and wants to have more kids (not likely) I wouldn't mind making five or ten more. I'd even practice a couple of hundred times before each one, to make sure I'm doing it right, not that I'm not sure, but you know...practice makes perfect and all that.

Just one thing though, and you might want to explain this to your girlfriend if she's a wannabe new mother, that when these babies reach about age two, they aren't as cuddly and nice as before, and so she will want another baby, and on and on it goes until you have four or five (I have had five) and the stress is unbelievable. Just something to consider. You can decide otherwise, but she may not give you a choice at that point, or you can just practice for the next one, but then there's the *ooops* factor and so on.

Perhaps what she really wants is for you two to take your relationship to the next level, and a baby is her interpretation of that.

Best of luck, dude,

Rob

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I'd keep your monty python in his cage for now, if I were you.

Oh yeah, Betson's right: you really should start writing fiction. Or rather, keep writing it.

It is said each mother-to-be carries a child in her womb.