A boy asks his Dad one day, “Dad, why is my sister called Paris?”
His Dad replies, “Because she was conceived in Paris.”
The boy says, “Ahh, thanks Dad.”
His Dad says, “You’re welcome, Backseat.”
A boy asks his Dad one day, “Dad, why is my sister called Paris?”
His Dad replies, “Because she was conceived in Paris.”
The boy says, “Ahh, thanks Dad.”
His Dad says, “You’re welcome, Backseat.”
