Who are you?
Did you have any idea that the chunky hippie chick you nailed would end up bearing your child?
Did you tell her your name? Did you ask hers?
Did you love her? Did you like her?
Do you want to know who I am?
Did you, and this is important, die of a heart attack/stroke/other hereditary disease at a young age? Did you have a syndrome that skips a generation, that your grandchild should worry about?
If you knew then what I know now, would you still have done it?
I don't know whether to curse you or hug you.