Darn those plastics!
Well, well, well...lookee here.
And here I thought I was losing my magnetism.
Q: What food makes women less interested in sex?
A: Wedding cake.
I knew it couldn’t be me.
Naturally, it's a man's fault.
They sure come up with a lot of other excuses........
That would be me.
I thought it was more the plastic containers, though. Hardly around shower curtains and none of our floors are fake.
Darn those plastics!
The question is, what is the antidote?
Sure. 360 women were less interested in sex — and they’re all pregnant! LOL
I will not be satisfied until Laz comments.
Ripper: Mandrake. Mandrake, have you never wondered why the base showers only have glass enclosures and tile floors?
Mandrake: Well it did occur to me, Jack, yes.
Ripper: Have you ever heard of a thing called phthalate? Phthalation of plastics?
Mandrake: Ah, yes, I have heard of that, Jack. Yes.
Ripper: Well do you now what it is?
Mandrake: No. No, I don't know what it is. No.
Ripper: Do you realize that phthalation is the most monstrously conceived and dangerous feminist plot we have ever had to face?
Ripper: Mandrake, do you realize that in addition to phthalation flooring, why, there are studies underway to phthalate shower curtains, pipes, car dashboards, water bottles, sippy cups? Sippy cups, Mandrake. Children's sippy cups?
Mandrake: Good Lord.
Ripper: You know when phthalation first began?
Mandrake: No. No, I don't, Jack. No.
Ripper: Nineteen hundred and sixty-three. Nineteen sixty-three, Mandrake. How does that coincide with your postwar feminist conspiracy, huh? It's incredibly obvious, isn't it? A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual, and certainly without any choice. That's the way your hard core feminist works.
Mandrake: Jack... Jack, listen, tell me, ah... when did you first become, well, develop this theory.
Ripper: Well, I ah, I I first became aware of it, Mandrake, during the physical act of love.
Mandrake: sighs fearfully
Ripper: Yes a profound sense of apathy and disinterest by my partner. Luckily I was able to interpret these feelings correctly: loss of essence.
Mandrake: Yes...
Ripper: I can assure you it has not recurred, Mandrake. Women... women sense my power, and they seek the life essence. I do not avoid women, Mandrake, and now they beg for my essence.
Mandrake: Heh heh... yes.
My wife must be a plastic-oholic.
Are these chemicals in their vibrators?
Looks like Muhammad needs to up it to 144 virgins.
Well, lower libido is the least phenol and phtalates-related health issue you may experience. What about cancer, allergies, hair loss and so on? On the other hand it is a non-issue when we are talking about quality plastics. You can usually smell these chemicals in unsafe plastic products. If the standards for consumer goods are so low in your area and things like that are available for sell at least use your nose while shopping.
Good thing I had my wife DNA tested and she came up immune.
And all this time, I was thinking it was me!
Hell the birth control has that effect. The small amounts in plastic is nothing compared to the unnatural doses of hormones.