Poverty-- I think. I’ve been chaste, and it’s no big deal, but . . . my biological clock is ticking. If I remain chaste for the next ten years, the probability of me having a baby is nonexistant and the odds of me meeting Mr. Right aren’t a whole lot better–and that thought depresses me a lot more than the mere thought of no sex does.
Yeah: do we get an upgrade? (Great question, HD!)
Chastity. I’m sick of being poor.
I should have explained instead snickering.
While in modern usage the three terms chastity, abstinence, and *celibacy *are starting to be synonyms for each other, modern usage neglects some important distinctions.
Chastity = no unlawful sexual intercourse. For example as a chaste wife, I can have all the trapeze-swinging sex I want, with my legal husband. We think chaste= no sex because nuns are typically sworn to chastity, but remember nuns are married to G-d. Nuns could have all the sex they wanted if G-d took human form as a legal husband. Or, I suppose, octopus form for a nun into tentacle sex.
Abstinence = no sex. Married people can be abstinent (this is sometimes referred to as marital continence). I might take poverty if the OP had used this word.
Celibacy = not being legally married, so no legal heirs are produced. Priests are typically sworn to celibacy. I’m already married, so this one is out for me.
Keeping these three in mind makes reading medieval literature much more understandable.
That’s what I was going to say. My understanding of chastity is that it includes sexual fidelity within marriage, which I’m already doing, so I’ll take that one.
Poverty. I can save money on entertainment by having sex.
Um… yup, still going with poverty. 
Chastity. I like not having to worry about the bills.
Well, that took a couple of attempts to parse correctly.
Sadly I’m used to both poverty and chastity. 
(Well the kind of poverty that still lets me eat and lets me have old but working computer, so not starving in the middle of a ghastly war somewhere).
Hey, I just noticed. No need to promise obedience? Ha!
Won’t poor Bill be awfully disappointed?
Definitely chastity. In fact, I’ve already pretty much committed to that already so, can I have some money now?
Probably chastity, at least for now. As others have said, I’m pretty much doing that anyhow.
Being alone, I am already not getting any. Chastity. I hate being poor.
I’d have to ask him but I’m pretty sure we’d pick chastity, We’re older and screwing in a refrigerator box would be hard on our backs.
Chastity. No contest if it’s the original meaning, since that would be the way I plan to live anyway, but celibacy would be alright, too.
Valete,
Vox Imperatoris
Another vote for chastity. Can I change my mind if I get laid off?
Yeah, but money won’t strap me naked to the bedposts with fuzzy handcuffs and start calling me a dirty, nasty sex-puppy while doing terrible, awe-inspiring, and downright fun things to my no-no place that would make my 70-year-old Catholic school teacher, Sister Mary Edwards looking down from heaven cry–really cry–at what was being done to her darling child who was the first in the class to learn his prayers.
Nahhh, just kidding. I wasn’t the first in my class to learn those fucking prayers. And I’d take chasity too, as long as my wife could do that to me and we had enough money to pay for the fuzzy handcuffs. And the donkey mask. And the bail money after the mattress store clerks dialed 911 and hid in the basement.
Chastity. I’m already doing it anyway, and even if you take it in the strictest sense, I don’t need to have sex with a girlfriend I might have in the future.
Well, I seem to have already picked, thank goodness, it’s poverty! - LOL