Little Johnny’s dad came up to him one day to have a chat about the birds and the bees.
“Please stop, dad! I really don’t want to know!” yelled Little Johnny.
Confused by this sudden outburst, his dad asked him what was wrong.
“Oh dad,” Johnny sobbed.
“At age six you told me the Easter Bunny didn’t exist. At seven, you told me the truth about the tooth fairy, and at eight you stripped away my belief in Santa Claus. If you now tell me that grown-ups don’t really have s*x, then I’ve got nothing left to live for!”