At least I always know where my parts are. They never suddenly decide to take a vacation. 
And just like that, penis ensues.
Well, I’ll take disappearing nuts over having to worry about getting pregnant, yeast infections, periods, and having my bits squished between two glass plates periodically, to name but a few of the things women have to endure.
Hey you might rethink your bike riding. Some cases of impotence have been directly linked to men who rest their family jewels on hard bicycle seats. The continued pressure on the nerves can lead to atrophy. Plus if you are riding such that you pushed your balls back into your body… ow!! If it didn’t hurt, then maybe your have already lost sensation down there!! :eek:
OK, OK. Your man parts are superior to my woman parts.
If you run you hands along both sides of your groin - the crease of the leg and abdomen - you should be able to find him again. There’s a little slice in the muscle wall there - happens to baby boys infrequently, with all the hip riding they do.
Bwah!
I had not seen that thread.
But then, it wasn’t until well after I was married, and my husband was enjoying an afternoon nap after some romance, that I noticed the Constantly Moving Testicle Skin.
Well, I require photographic proof of that before I’ll concede the possibility. And if you want me to state categorically that mine are superior, I’m going to need to perform an in-person examination of yours first. It’ll probably take me a long time, with lots of deep probing and sampling, so you’d better set aside a whole day for the examination. 
Dang, I have to clear my schedule again.
Hey, look at it this way, you’ll be helping to fight ignorance.
and when it emerges and doesn’t see it’s shadow, does that mean 6 more weeks of celibacy??
You know, that could explain a lot.
Block and Tackle Baby, Block and Tackle.