GranolaBox

Growing up Catholic I figured just about every other thought I had was enough to evoke damnation. So hearing that every sperm was sacred wasn’t too much of a stretch for my guilt-ridden mind to wrap itself around. It still didn’t stop me from wasting a lot of it. I’m glad I didn’t hold out waiting for the church to lighten up on the issue.

Later in life when I moved past the guilt (insofar as any recovering Catholic can) I thought that since my sperm was so supercharged that perhaps I could get paid to be a sperm donor. As it turns out, at 40 I was too old. How cool would that be though? Imagine getting paid to masturbate - and without some creepy Republican lawmaker leering in the background.

Filed under: General Observations on October 16th, 2007