Dear Humans Natives&Americans&Others...

"The Money" is not Vitamins, Carbs or Proteins: is a human mostly male trick for packaged photosynthesis in any sort of tradable value and strike the ability of NaturGrandma™ + Human Females about to deliver without condition of any kind the food/vital resources He send spontaneously everywhere to the new humans generations, and then to engage male hood control and advantages over those new member of Women/Mankind... "Whatever", or not she will said about it Wife, "we need to increase our credit honey, I want a new house for the new baby":..

She went pregnant twice in her whole life: Baby Zero and Baby One... God's and our babies: I met them when "whey" was two and nine, and never before I was having the feeling both God's creatures share with me. The feel about to belong to a feeling of trustfulness, reliability, dependable outbound and inbound mutual link with God, The Holy spirit and their mother... I felt fatherhood in this planet because a couple of Senecas/Peruvians/New Yorker's God's babies... 

Without the ability of making the pregnancy like God's like it(without tricks), the neighbor was helping U.S. with it: "for sure", he said when Wife and I we engage the awkward  conversation in front of the older daughter of the Anderson's, our front porch neighbors. "Mom", she scream when she heard the conversation, and Miss Mandy came. "They are saying they need Dad sperm for the new baby Misses Whiteness wants". "Are you okay with that Mister Homeless?", she ask to me with a very poker face attitude. "For sure Misses Mandy: It will be such better having a new house improvement if the sperm donor is the neighbors make the best windows in The Res", I answer with the confidence of a nervous non alpha male. "Are you talking serious Misses Whiteness?", Misses Mandy ask looking to my Wife, "I think they are Dear", was answering jumping in in the middle of the question Mister Jeremy... "So, you will like to f*ck with my husband little b*tch father f*cker?", she ask to Wife, and then I interrupted: "No Misses Mandy: we just need the sperm, not the pennies".  "Dollar Coin neighbor you will mean mate, dollar Coin we have here in this place", Mister Jeremy was pointing out touching his intimate parts...
Four of U.S. we exploit in laughing, and thanks to God's language(The True), and our neighbors we could to improve our house, with new humans and new windows, without using "The Money", but for make jokes about such dirty  human trick... Lol.™

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Note: Baby, yes, I am not but just your father. The sperm about you came from the neighbor, and God's is the real Father, not the mail you will notice in 2.040...