So Supergirlfriend and I decided to “Monster Mash” a few times over the course of last weekend. And Supergirlfriend’s like clockwork with her periods. Well, maybe not clockwork, but you could set your calendar by her. And Wednesday she was supposed to start. Nothing. Like I said, she knows which day she will always start. She’s on the 26-day cycle. So I start getting a little nervous, because she keeps making jokes about her being pregnant (I don’t want kids at all, and she has two from a previous marriage). So she had to go to the doctor the other day, and had a blood test done. For my benefit. Nope. There’s no Superbaby on the way. Thank God.
Well, I ain’t trying to piss you off, 'dude, and I know it’s a whole bunch of nunya, but this little episode might serve to inspire you to some kind of selfless act of responsibility.
Like buying a box of condoms.
…or, if you really “don’t want kids at all”, maybe a little out-patient surgery? After that you could “Monster Mash” :rolleyes: to yer little heart’s content.
Couple of points:
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Condoms? Had one on. Let’s just say that this was one of our more rigorous sessions, and that the condom didn’t survive.
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Actually, she and I have discussed it before. I just haven’t worked up the cojones (no pun intended) to do it.
It’s been discussed here, if you’re interested.
Okay, see, here’s a good lesson in the power of the SDMB. Namely, how, one of these days, after being here for years, I’ll learn to think the right way before posting.
Like how not to make assumptions beforehand.
Apologies, Superdude, for assuming you needed to be patronized.
-Tygr, who puts the ass in assumptions. [sub]…and y’all WONDER why I don’t stick my little toe in Great Debates…[/sub]
No problem. I don’t get ruffled easy, and I caught the intent behind what you meant. I appreciate the heads-up.