By David Futrelle
Today’s nuggets of vagina wisdom come courtesy of some dude who just tried to post this thing below on my blog. Apparently the vagina (and the female reproductive system in general) is some sort of sperm-powered locomotive.
I must have missed this day in Sex Ed.
And all the girlfriends I’ve had must have been malfunctioning too, as they generally seemed to prefer it when no sperm reached their reproductive organs at all, due to their desire not to be pregnant all the time or even ever.
I’m trying to imagine HareyS here on a date. When exactly does he bring all this stuff up? Does he launch into a speech about sperm the minute he and his date sit down for a few cocktails? Or does he try to subtly work it into converstation?
Her: Sorry I’m late! My car wouldn’t start so I had to take the bus.
Him: Interesting. You know what else can’t really function [leans in] … without sperm?
Actually, I’m guessing this guy doesn’t go on many dates.
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