Ya know — I wouldn’t mind having children, i dont think. Provided, that is, that they are boys, don’t have red hair, and can be created minus that whole vaginal interaction thing. However, I hate it when you go out places and think “damn, that is an UGLY baby. Put some more blankets on that thang.” And sometimes, you seem them so happy and laughing and playing with other kids and you think, “Damn, that is one ugly kid! Teach it to play in the dark!” And then you look at their parents and think “geez, where’s Darwin when you need him?”