This started out as a reply for 'Condom Testers' but since that topic has been derailed, tumbled down the embankment and exploded in the wake of my pregnancy test photo, I saw it fit to start a topic on the subject of fatherhood.
Test was actually negative but she's a whopping fifteen days late so maybe I'm firing blanks or she's got 'womb bouncers'.
Anyway you fuckers, I'm 33 years old in June - why so many negative comments? I met a guy the other week who had his two kids at 18 and said it was the best thing he ever did because he goes to the pub with his son and daughter and has a right laugh.
In contrast I can count at least four people I know who are into their 40's and have never had children and say it is by far the biggest regret they have ever had.
If you have kids in your mid twenties you sacrifice half your adulthood but are rewarded by being a young and hip enough dad to go on the piss with your offspring, but if you have kids in your mid 40's you've enjoyed many years of partying and if you do have kids your gonna be in no shape to play football with them when your bald, beer bellied and burnt out, so what's the big deal?
I was acidentally concieved in the back of an orange Fiat van in a car park near Sandown beach in the Isle Of Wight when my (at the time) 40yr old dad and slightly younger mum were dating. They were never married, both alcoholics and split up, yet stayed mates. Fair enough I was placed into foster care age 2 but I'm not that messed up compared to some.
Granted, there is always the risk things could turn very sour with Sandra (or anyone) and a woman has the power to take a child away from his dad, but life is full of risks. Those who want to play it safe never fucking leave the countries they were born in, they stay in their 9-5 job, get a labrador (if they can afford it), a mortgage, Argos catalogue furniture and all the other conventional safeguards our society has ignorantly accepted as the norm.
I've never been conventional but that doesn't mean I'm wrong, and one thing's for sure - I've got a lot of love to give and I'm not bitter or vengeful about recieving so little in my almost 33 years so would I really be better off remaining unfocused and drifting through life screwing around drunk and un-protected with far less decent women?
She may not be my type of women but I could start another topic telling you where my type of woman has got me in the past.
Ok, It's taken a while with her but we're getting there, and [as a working girl] she's even MORE unfriendly than she was when I met her - which is saying something. Last night she was outside her workplace (she rarely goes in as she doesn't like the cigerette smoke) and a handsome, rich, spoiled c**t in his twenties touched her up and she said she wasn't interested, to which he dragged her by the hair to his Maserati and told her if she wasn't up for doing her job she should go back to fucking Thailand (he doesn't know a Flippo from a Thai as he doesn't know dis from respect) anyway, fortunately I wasn't nearby or I would be in jail now. As with most nights she has been out to 'work' she just really wanted to hang out with her mates and find a nice, mature, sober customer but ended up tired and round here - she's made so little money this month she actually asked me for some for the first time since we met in December so I gave her 500 HKD. Some of you may say I'm a mug to which I may say fuck you, in four months the most money I've spent on her has been on phone calls and before yesterday all she'd ever asked me for is Haagen Daz.
As I type It's 6am and I can't sleep and she's off work cause she bust her foot and is at the 'girl house' in Kennedy Town and she can't sleep either - maybe because her mum wants us to join her at church in a few hours.
Back to the point before I derail my own fucking topic, I'd be a great dad and if Sandra can learn to suck me off as good as that African bird I was shagging last year then I'll be a great husband too.