Baffle of the Sexes: Sterility or Fertility?
One of my favorite movies of last year was Children of Men. For those who don’t know, it deals with a futuristic world in which children aren’t being born because men are sterile. That’s the basis of it. I was watching it again recently, and the thought hit me, “We aren’t too far away from that notion.” Yeah, we aren’t. Not specifically talking about children not being born. I’m talking about men becoming sterile. That can definitely come into fruition if something doesn’t stop happening. You know what I’m talking about, too. Don’t cha? Yes, men have got to stop wearing tight pants. Give yourselves a shot at fatherhood. Give your “boys” the fighting chance to produce some boys. Now I’m not saying that you have to wear big balloon, MC Hammer-like pants from the early 90s. Some guys don’t wear extra baggy pants. It’s not their style. I understand that. That’s cool. But what I’m yapping about is……..you know what? Let me back up. Ok. Let me rephrase. Dudes wearing tight stuff are fighting an everlasting, losing battle with the laws of nature. Moreover, fellas who have abnormally big heads, like me (look at the picture), need to cease wearing every snug piece of headgear that you get your hands on. The litmus test is that if you can touch the back of your neck and come upon something that feels like a pack of Hillshire Farm sausages or Hebrew Nationals, then find something that may actually fit your skull, like a fitted sheet or a baseball field tarp. Also, men, I saw this today, do not abusively pressure your woman to work out, look good, get fit, lose weight, etc., if you, yourself, look like you’re a Krispy Kreme dream away from a heart attack. If you’re sitting down watching a basketball game on TV, and you’re sweating more than the actual players, you need to ease up off your woman with the insults. She’s trying. You’re not.
Ladies, I love and respect all of you….eh….umm…most of you, but let me say something that may get me in trouble. Low rise/low cut jeans can be/are sexy. Posteriors/butts/booties are sexier. However, when your low cut jeans or cut so low that your Fallopian tubes throw me the peace sign, it’s time to invest in something that fits. Some of y’all got more crack than Miami in the 80s. There’s a fine line between looking sexalicious and looking sickalicious. I didn’t make the rules, nor did I draw the line. I do, though, notice when somebody jumps way over it. Just make sure you’ve got all your bases covered, got me? Otherwise, your future children may fall out when you’re crossing the street.
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