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(My boyfriend and I are lying in bed, talking about what we would tell our hypothetical kids when they ask us where babies come from.)

Boyfriend: “I’d tell them that babies are grown when you plant a bag of Skittles in the ground.”

Me: *laughing* “A whole bag?”

Boyfriend: “Yep. And then it grows into a unicorn and the unicorn vomits up a baby. Blue unicorns for boys and pink unicorns for girls.”