Not only does he mistakenly think that Oregon is between Tennessee and Alabama (references to country boy lifestyle), but he is stupid enough to be a sperm donor for some alternative lifestyle cunt's ticking biological clock, enabling yet another single mother to raise a fatherless child. Yes, he says the following:
R and I agreed that we would have unprotected sex, so that she could have a baby. We also agreed that she was going to be a single parent, that whatever involvement I would have in her child's life, it would not be as what is conventionally thought of as a "father".
This was R's choice, all the way: she's the one who wanted a baby, she's the one who paid me the compliment of inviting me to contribute my DNA (looking at myself and my immediate family, I'm not sure that was the wisest choice, but it was hers), she's the one who set the terms. I chose to accept them, because I think she's going to make a superb parent, single or otherwise.
Belatedly, he added with a wistful look in his eye, "Someday, I'm sure I will get the honor of having to pay child support for eighteen to twenty-one years, and maybe they'll even throw me in jail for being late once or twice! Ooh, tickle my sphincter!"
And the apple of his eye, the sauerkraut in his bun, what does she say?
For a longtime I made a personal choice not to have men in life as anything more than friends. Today, there is a part of me that now wishes I hadn't changed my mind...
It gets better. This "R" person is a friend - he already has a wife. Stupidity knows no bounds.