Are the old fart FGs leaving their wives with 8 kids to have a fling with pretty little SG gals? Or are the grossed-out SG ladies giving the oldie moldies a miss?
What started as free-for-all, get-as-much-as-you-can-get 'sharing' turned into leadership assigned weekly 'dates' which later were called 'appointments' where you had to set an alarm clock for one hour (not a minute more) of sex.
Then along came the LJR. Has masturbation become the rule of thumb? Has the final solution for avoiding jealous relationships (and alarm clocks that refuse to ring) truly been a jar of vasoline and a box of tissue during prayer time?
What next? Has the creation of viagra and a dozen other non-Dole-endorsed erectile drugs created any stiffening of resolve amongst the sexual die-hards? Or is it too late?
Religion the opiate of the masses? How about masses of opiate for your sexual religion?