The pot calling the kettle black, and then turns around and calls the cauldron a colored. That is the feeling I'm having for having twin girls. In literally of an inking of an instant, I immediately detested twin porn, worry about them being too girlie, the fear of synced periods, worrying about them being slutty, their well beings, every male in the universe... You get the idea. I'm worried.

Maybe it's because of the years of me, running around, sleeping around, and trying out the field. It makes the most sense to me. For crying out loud, I've slept with sisters before and now I have to worry about the possibility of some kid doing the same to my girls. Do I beat the snot out of him, or do I sit him down, give him a beer, and hi-five him. The complexities of being a hypocrite are astounding.

I also think about how I treated the women. At one end, they were notched on my bedpost, but at the same time, I knew them. I respected them. I can recite to you all of their names (well, the ones I slept with, the hook ups don't count. Yay technicalities.), their ambitions at the time. Some, I met their parents, their family and friends, and got to see the real them. That one thing that makes them human, I was able to witness that, and it made the experience all the better. How would that play into my girls and their relationships? I don't know.

That's what bugs me. I damn sure may be a hypocrite about this one. I recently had a conversation with one my best friends and broke it down to the extent of "If they become whores, whatever, I've met some down to earth whores and my lifetime" mumble jumble, which, I get, except for this little factor, they are not his children. I mean, it's really easy to say that--if it isn't your kid. It sucks, but luckily, I have years before this becomes an issue. I should be worried about having healthy babies first. The impending line of dicks can wait.