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Originally posted by Not Bob
Uh, no you won't.*
I'd just as soon not know anything about the Not Bobette's sex life -- whether before, during, or after marriage or civil committment ceremony or whatever.
By the way, denial is not ignorance. One can say "I don't want to know anything about it, but if you're going to be stupid, don't be an idiot -- use a condom."
*Or maybe you will. What do I know? But thinking about this thing in the abstract is a lot different than thinking about it when little Sabrina Dangerfield introduces you to some dude (whoops -- I meant "cat") who reminds you of all of the smarmy Lotharios you knew at the DKE house.
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As irrefutable proof, and to buttress my esteemed colleague's proposition, I offer the following anectodal evidence (how's that for litigation-speak?):
My husband hoped and prayed we wouldn't have girls for this VERY reason. He knew he would want to strangle all the hornytoad teenaged boys** coming to court [what would have been] our lovely daughter(s). The very thought made him sick to his stomach.
**Knowing only too well what hornytoad teenaged boys think about every waking (and even sleeping!) moment.
