Human test trials for the male birth control pill are now going on in England. The research money spent on this stupid project was wasted.
WOMEN – here’s a hypothetical test: say you meet a really hot guy at a cool party. There aren’t any telltale tan lines of a wedding ring on his finger. He looks like he works out almost as much as you do. He’s clean and kind of good-looking. He’s actually asked you three questions about your life and only spent about three quarters of the time talking about himself.
A bouncing boobed bimbo shakes on by and he never takes his eyes off you. Bingo! You’re slightly drunk – so you invite him back to your apartment “to talk.” When he actually pays for the cab ride and gives the driver a good tip, you think – “should we rush a June wedding….or wait another month?”
As soon as you enter your apartment, passion melts the wallpaper! Clothes fly everywhere and at one point in the melee, you kiss your own forearm! After tumbling into bed, you open the drawer in your night stand, take out a condom and hurriedly hand it to your new lover.
He smiles and says, “I really don’t need that, Baby – I’m on the male birth control pill.”
WOMEN, Do you say …….
A. “Wow! You really DO have a great sense of humor!” or
B. “You HAVE to – I don’t want to get HIV again!” or
C. “Geez – I thought only prison inmates said that!” or
D. “Right. How selfish of me to put an unwanted pregnancy before your minute and a half of pleasure!”
Male birth control pills will become viable only when women trust men enough to put down the toilet seat every night.

What difference could it possibly make when your ol lady pees on the seat after she sets it down? There’s folks down here who were raised in the plumbing back up country that only flush once every two or three days. EVEN IN NEW HOUSES.
When women tell me they’re on the pill or have an IUD, I have perhaps naively believed them, but I haven’t been burned yet. I would expect a woman to believe me in the same way. Never caught any social diseases either. Not even back in the crazy 70s.
I hate condoms. Hate them hate them hate them. I would almost rather walk away. Almost. Not quite.
Not quite, huh Bill? Depends on how hot she is right? LOL. Well if I was still playing the field, I would require a condemn even though I already have the birth control thing taken care of. The biggest concern would be STD prevention.
I think the male B/C pill ranks up there with the female condom. How would men feel if the lady said “No need baby. I’m already wearing a condom.”?
Perhaps, a simple name change would make it less of a turn off. Instead of calling it Male Birth Control Pill, maybe a more masculine substitute like “Defertility Pill” or “Blank Shooters”.
In the “Saturday Night Fever” days, people were diving into bed with each other at the speed of disco balls. If a hottie was of questionable health or cleanliness, the saying was, “Forget the condom – better use a wet suit”.
I kinda miss those days.