When you realise you're just a random shag from the 1980s

Nothing more, nothing less. I am the creation of 2 horny idiots in the 1980s who didn't bother to put anything on the end of it in the heat of the moment. I serve no purpose. But here I am. I only exist bcos 2 random humans didn't bother to take precautions. 2 humans who haven't even spoken to each other since in 30 years. Bcos of that moment I have to work and pay taxes and 'be a fucking team player' for corporate wankers.