"Daddy, how was I born?" little Cyrus asked.
"Ah, my son, I guess one day you would need to ask
anyway!" the father sighed."Well, you see
your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on AOL. Then
I set up a date via e-mail with your mom, and we met at a
cyber-cafe. It was very romantic"
The father continued, as if reading from a novel.
"We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother
agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was
ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had
used a firewall. And since it was too late to hit the delete
button, nine months later a blessed little Pop-Up appeared
and said: You've Got Male!"
"And that's the story," the father concluded,
"my little Virus, ah I mean Cyrus."