My sex misconceptions
Freddy Woo writes, "aged eight, a boy from my class told me everything these was to know about sex: male prostitutes are called destitutes and women use tampons to stop men sticking their willies up them. Also, women pee out their bums, something I didn't realise was wrong until I was about 18 and my first girlfriend looked at me aghast."
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( , Thu 25 Sep 2008, 15:54)
Freddy Woo writes, "aged eight, a boy from my class told me everything these was to know about sex: male prostitutes are called destitutes and women use tampons to stop men sticking their willies up them. Also, women pee out their bums, something I didn't realise was wrong until I was about 18 and my first girlfriend looked at me aghast."
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zero points for conception/misconception jokes
( , Thu 25 Sep 2008, 15:54)
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there's a moral in here somewhere.
i had no sex misconceptions when i was a child.my parents were there during the sixties and seventies,and my father went on a world tour in which he (supposedly) learned enough to throw off the presbytarian oppressions he wwas prey to.my mother was an artist.
this of course set them up to be frank and open about sexuality and all its little foibles.i can remember asking what all the...uh..physical apparatus was for,at the age of four,and being given a complete tutorial.
such was my knowledge at sixteen that the whole 'sex' thing had lost its mystery and held no fascination whatsoever.at nineteen,in second year at university,i find myself completely asexual,and as frigid as a cold day on Hoth.
parents,for fuck's sakes tell your kids extravagant lies,do whatever it takes to preserve the mystery,or you'll never see your grandchildren.
( , Wed 1 Oct 2008, 12:25, Reply)
i had no sex misconceptions when i was a child.my parents were there during the sixties and seventies,and my father went on a world tour in which he (supposedly) learned enough to throw off the presbytarian oppressions he wwas prey to.my mother was an artist.
this of course set them up to be frank and open about sexuality and all its little foibles.i can remember asking what all the...uh..physical apparatus was for,at the age of four,and being given a complete tutorial.
such was my knowledge at sixteen that the whole 'sex' thing had lost its mystery and held no fascination whatsoever.at nineteen,in second year at university,i find myself completely asexual,and as frigid as a cold day on Hoth.
parents,for fuck's sakes tell your kids extravagant lies,do whatever it takes to preserve the mystery,or you'll never see your grandchildren.
( , Wed 1 Oct 2008, 12:25, Reply)
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