Not gonna lie, I fucking love kids. Babies not so much, although they are cute.
But I could fuck around with kids for hours. They’re so fun to mess with and they laugh at all my dumb jokes. Plus they have no expectations for what kind of person you should be. From their point of view, you’re an adult and are the shit by default.
That said, I don’t know if I’ll ever actually have any kids of my own. Sorry ladies.
When the topic comes up in polite company, I always joke around and say that I want to get a rich girl pregnant so we can just have her family raise the baby.
For some reason, that joke never goes over really well.
And while I’m really only maybe 40% joking, I’m actually kind of serious too.
I don’t want to be stuck in the same house with a wife and bunch of kids. I like them, I just don’t want them around all the time.
I just need some kind of excuse that will take me out of the house on a regular basis. Like lots of international travel, preferably first class, where I can leave the wife and kids (or maybe just the kids) and fuck off to some cool country and do my thing.
But ironically, the way I’ve structured my life is to have complete freedom and NOT be obligated to be anywhere at any specific time.
Still, doesn’t seem like it’s too far out of the realm of possibility.
Don’t get me wrong – I would love to pass on my genetic material. And thank god as a man, that’s something that I can do until my later years.
But as far as staying in the same place, raising them, and otherwise being chained to a static lifestyle “for the sake of the children,” I don’t know…
I just can’t bring myself to do it.
I talk to a lot of guys lately who talk about wanting to get married and start a family and it leaves me scratching my head.

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