[RD]

Father’s Occupation

Although the sex ratio averages out everywhere to 106 boys for every 100 girls, researchers have found that men in some occupational groups have a tendency to have more girls. Some studies have found that airline pilots, astronauts and deep sea divers have more girls. Recently, workers in timber mills have been shown to have more daughters.

http://www.sexratio.com/facts.htm

If these occupations all entail cold working conditions it would support Make It Lady's assertion.

(Temperature dependent sex selection does occur in other species)

If temperature does determine human gender, then there should be a seasonal pattern (away from the equator),
 e.g. in autumn more girls born than boys, as these children were conceived in winter.

Season of child's birth, however, significantly affected the sex ratio [in Canada]

http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_qa3659/is_/ai_n8865608

[Don_1]

Isn’t this all rather taking the fun out of it, let’s just get down to a damn good old fashioned bonk.

Just a min, I've just read the post in which you say "90 million eh?..are ewe sure ?...better check !..Karen said one hundred million !" Do you mean to tell me that Karen knew the answer all along and just let me carry on wasting my valuable time? And that raises another question, what was Karen doing counting my tadpoles? How did she get hold of them?

I intend to complain at the highest possible level.
“Jeeves, Jeeves, are there you are Jeeves, bring me my crampons and ice axe, and phone Sherpa Tensing Jnr to tell him I’m on my way.”

“As you wish my Lord”.

To:
The highest possible level
# 1 The Peak
Mt. Everest.
Dear Sir, Madam or otherwise,
I wish to complain in the strongest possible terms (muscles @ 23.9% APR) about an infringement of my tadpoles. They have been accosted and counted by Karen. These are MY tadpoles, each and every one of them. I regard them as my kith and kin. Indeed I kith them daily. (Excuthe the lithp it ith due to my bottom lip quivering).

Yourth dithguthted,

Doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................

To:
The Highest possible level
#1 The Peak
Mt. Everest.
Dear Sir, Madam or otherwise,
I wish to complain about that first step outside your front door. 29,000 ft is a tad on the steep side.
Might I suggest you contact my local builders (Messers Bodgit & Leggit) to rectify the problem.

Yours with a shattered skeleton,

Don 1

[Karen W.]

Did you know that ice down the undercrunchers before sex gives a higher likelihood of girl babies as the sperm slow down and swim slowly. The male sperm live short lives and so die before they reach the egg. Girl sperms live longer and reach the egg before dying.
If you want a boy get wifey to do a shoulder stand after sex. Gravity assists the faster swimming male sperm to reach the egg before the slower but more long lived girlies.

Well thats the answer then.. I wondered why I got two Boys and only one girl it was those danged old bicycle exercises after sex that was doing it! or maybe it was that sexual position number...........hummmmmm I have to get out my book! Me forgets what number it was.. been too long and the brain has become foggy and forgetful! LOL!

[Karen W.]

Isn’t this all rather taking the fun out of it, let’s just get down to a damn good old fashioned bonk.

Just a min, I've just read the post in which you say "90 million eh?..are ewe sure ?...better check !..Karen said one hundred million !" Do you mean to tell me that Karen knew the answer all along and just let me carry on wasting my valuable time? And that raises another question, what was Karen doing counting my tadpoles? How did she get hold of them?

I intend to complain at the highest possible level.
“Jeeves, Jeeves, are there you are Jeeves, bring me my crampons and ice axe, and phone Sherpa Tensing Jnr to tell him I’m on my way.”

“As you wish my Lord”.

To:
The highest possible level
# 1 The Peak
Mt. Everest.
Dear Sir, Madam or otherwise,
I wish to complain in the strongest possible terms (muscles @ 23.9% APR) about an infringement of my tadpoles. They have been accosted and counted by Karen. These are MY tadpoles, each and every one of them. I regard them as my kith and kin. Indeed I kith them daily. (Excuthe the lithp it ith due to my bottom lip quivering).

Yourth dithguthted,

Doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................

To:
The Highest possible level
#1 The Peak
Mt. Everest.
Dear Sir, Madam or otherwise,
I wish to complain about that first step outside your front door. 29,000 ft is a tad on the steep side.
Might I suggest you contact my local builders (Messers Bodgit & Leggit) to rectify the problem.

Yours with a shattered skeleton,

Don 1

I wouldn't have to count your Tadpoles if you kept them secured where they belong!! Its not like we have lots of sheepies here to be counting in order to get some winks!! Honestly It would take me a week to count your 90 million little wiggly guys and gals in an effort to come to a unquestioned 1 million, or to go to sleep, which ever comes first! LOL... Me and math says I will sleep first! LOL