You pick up a gorgeous hitchhiker. That's good. She faints inside your car. That's not good. You take her to a hospital where they say she's pregnant and congratulate you. That's bad. You say you're not the father, but she says you are. That's stressful. You request a DNA test to prove it's not yours, which it does. That's a relief. The doctor adds that you're infertile. That's terrible. Then you remember you have three kids at home!