Monday, June 04, 2012

A titillating titbit.

Now this is rooly serious, no laughing matter snigger  (putting on straight face).

Sperm get lost on their way.  Got your attention.....

About 300 million sperm get released by a man during sex (I could make a horror movie out of that) but only a few dozen reach the egg.

Why?

Because sperm have a terrible sense of direction, according to the latest fertility research.
Scientitsts have tracked sperm movement (what do you mean how?  They all have little GPS attached) and found that sperm struggle to turn sharp corners (Que?) and frequently crash into walls and each other.

"Sharp corners", I was sure it was a straight road to Paradise.  "Frequently crash into walls and each other" , oh yeah, well didn't we women always know that Happy Hour at the pub and hooning was inbuilt.

Next thing is live commentary, "Are we there yet?  Are we there yet?  Are we there yet?  Are we there yet? Watch that sharp cor.......oh crap.

Bwahahahahhahaha.  Men and their boys.

11 comments:

Andrew said...

You know men will never ask directions.

Jayne said...

My Feral Teen informed me the other day that sperm don't actually swim but crawl.
Yep, that fits in with the image of them coming home from the pub...!

Kath said...

Dammit, Andrew beat me to it! :)

JahTeh said...

Dear Drewan, it wouldn't matter since it appears you can't steer straight anyway.

Jayne, crawl? Dear lord that really works in a horror movie way.

Kath, I have visions of one of those speedway race tracks and it's not pretty.

River said...

I read that article too and now it's clear why so many sperm are released at once. Just one or two and none would find their way, the human race would die out.

JahTeh said...

River, you are forgetting the brilliance of a woman's mind, we would find a way around the incompetance of men. Men on the other hand would be completely stuffed.

R.H. said...

Hi.

Peace, man.

-Robert.
Of modest and sober habits.

River said...

JahTeh; I've tagged you for a challenge scheduled to go up at my place tomorrow.

Middle Child said...

I read this and thought it was hilarious as well

R.H. said...

I'm borrowing a big banger V8 to burn you down Old Melbourne Road. Very narrow, very rural.

=Robert.
Honest as the day is long.

(Night is a different matter)

JahTeh said...

Robbert, 'of modest and sober habits'
Who are you and what have you done with Rochester?

River, I have it and you will have your answers as soon as the world turns.

Therese, you still have that awful word verification so I haven't left a comment but I am reading and stupid me just remembered I can email you.

RH, it will have to be a Rolls or nothing and make sure the Bombay is chilled.