"They're going to have my looks and my intelligence," Abigail stated proudly as she and Arty held their two newborn daughters.
"Oh?" Arty said, looking over at his beautiful fiancée and cocking an eyebrow. "Then what do they get from me?"
"Your genes. You're simply the impregnator."
"Seriously?"
"Kidding."
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Short Story"lol u there?" "Use proper grammar." "no u" "Ugh." Arty can't stand that he has to be in a project with all around quirky girl, Abigail. He hates her, with a passion. Arty knows Abigail is smart, that's why she's in Arty's Advanced Calculus. When th...
