Outer Life: Snip Snip
I'm not the only one thinking about this right now...
Outer Life: Snip Snip: "« 'No Comment' | Main Snip Snip 'Go forth and multiply,' we were told, and we did. And it was good. 'No more procreating,' we resolved, after two. And it was good. 'I'm through with the pill,' she said, tossing me a Trojan. And it was bad. Thus I contemplate the vasectomy. No deference to my vas deferens. No more lifelines. Just snip snip and it's goodbye fertility, hello sterility. Ejaculating without propagating. Shooting blanks. Millions left behind. Never sharing my selfish genes with anyone ever again. And for some reason I'm not sure I want to go through with it. It's not that I'm squeamish when thinking of the procedure, or afraid I'll be less of a man (if anything, I'll be even fuller of the lusty juices of life after blocking their escape route), or concerned it will adversely affect my plumbing or hydraulic systems. A friend in my situation won't get a vasectomy. Although he's very happily married, he's concerned that if by chance his marriage fails, or if God f"
Dude, I have an idea. Let's go together, because it's time for me too. Oh, but I have to convince Heather first. OK, maybe you should just go on without me. This might take a while. ;-)