>A 17 year-old girl tells her Mom that she has missed her period
>for two months. Very worried, the mother goes to the
>chemist and buys a pregnancy test.
>
>Confirming her worst fears, the test result is
>positive. Shouting, swearing, crying, the Mother says, "Who is the
>bastard that did this to you? I want to Know!"
>
>The girl picks up the phone and makes a call. Half
>an hour later a Ferrari stops in front of their house; a mature
>and distinguished man with grey hair and impeccably dressed in an Armani
>suit steps out of the Ferrari and enters the house.
>
>He sits in the living room with the father, the mother, & the girl
>and tells them: "Good morning, your daughter has informed me of the
>problem. I can't marry her
>because of my personal family
>situation but I'll take charge. I will pay all costs & provide for your
>daughter for the rest of her life.
>
>Additionally, if a girl is born I will bequeath her 2 retail stores, a
>townhouse, a beachfront villa and a $2,000,000
>bank account. He continues: "If a boy is born, my legacy will be a
>couple of factories & a $4,000,000 bank account. If twins, they will
>receive a factory and $2,000,000 each. However, if there is a
>miscarriage, what do you suggest I do?"
>
>At this point, the father, who had remained
>silent, places a hand firmly
>on the man's shoulder and very decisively tells him,
>
>"You breed har again..."