Ladies, before you get all excited about the idea of a male birth control pill, think about this: How are you going to trick your man into knocking you up with the baby that defines you as a woman? Do you really want to be some childless HAG? Because all you're good for is babymaking, you know, and if you can no longer get a man loaded and then "forget" your contraception you will probably die alone. And no, cats don't count.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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#joliebait
What choices did I make in my life that brought me to this place where it's never going to happen for meeeeeeeeee???????
If you own a denim jacket I would advise against wearing it.
But then how will I give the illusion of youth?
Crass patch, sleeves ripped off. (Duh.)
I am really looking forward to becoming a childless old hag, actually. Preferably a spinster.
Childless Old Hagdom ROCKS. Anyone who tells you anything different is lying.
CD, I concur.
OMG that baby face just made me ovulate! And then my heart exploded.
Ick, shut up!
Yeah, even I who am aiming for childless-hagdom felt a tug on the uterus because of that frighteningly cute baby.
I am going to believe a guy who tells me he is on birth control as much as I believe all of the guys who claim to have latex allergies and vasectomies.
Just checking: so post-menopause, with a current STD test, we're cool?
But cats still count for men right? RIGHT? GOD DAMN IT!
Cats count double for men!
Do you need to got to the doctor to get this pill? I thought so.
Oh if Goons is doing it, I will too: 'got to'='go to'. I'm not cool enough to feel it's unnecessary!
I really like Balk. He is one cool cat.
Point of order: women are also good for 'the cooking' which we all now know, prevents us menfolk from cancerous cooking vapours.
'prevents' = 'protects'
Holy. Shit. I thought the GOOD LORD tag was Choire's and the angle was Balk's! That article is i n f u r i a t i n g.
Male birth control is a good way to ensure you have some skin in the game.
Be that as it may, a man would not normally eat your dessicated corpse in your lonely apartment.
Thirty hungry cats, however, would. Chalk one up for cats.
Speak for yourself.
At least the cats are *noticing* your dessicated corpse, rather than stepping over it on their way to kitchen, calling out "hey, how come you haven't been to the grocery store in months?"
(But I can't wait for the commercials!)
Will the people be in the same bathtub this time?
Same bathtub, zanily making condom balloon animals together.
This writer should do a series on the life cycle of shrews. She'll probably find it's during the third surprise litter that the pissed off male starts sniffing around young single females.
It's a rare day indeed when I'll cry "reverse discrimination," but seriously? "...we don't really like our men making unilateral decisions, whether that's about curtains or babies."
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Allow me to introduce you, poor benighted Knifecrime woman, to the concept of "veto power." This is where one or more parties has the right not to commit themselves to a course of action. In the modern world, individuals have VETO POWER over their own reproductive system. This prevents things like rape and child abandonment when confronted with the massive responsibility of raising a child. To wit: if I don't want a baby, I have the fundamental right not to make one!
This is best for me and best for you - whatever weird combination of hormones and social pressures is driving you to these bizarre conclusions aside. Most importantly, it is best for baby! If you actually gave a shit about your precious offspring, you wouldn't try to stick it with a father who is anything less than enthusiastic.
Emily? That you?