Where Do I Come From

The little boy asked his father, "Daddy, where do I come from?"

The embarrassed father gulped and proceeded to go into a long-winded explanation of the birds, the bees, the stork and anything else he could think of. Finally, the father turned to his son and asked, "Why do you want to know?"

"Oh," he replied, "there's this new kid in the neighborhood and he's from Nashville, and I just wondered where I came from.