Once again, Savage Love is given over to letters from the readers who made the largest donations to campaigns to preserve marriage equality in California (noonprop8.com), protect same-sex couples in Florida (sayno2.com), and defeat Stephen Harper in Canada (better luck next time). I neglected to ask readers to send dough to the campaign against an anti-gay-marriage amendment in Arizona too, because I am a bad, bad man (it’s not too late—votenoprop102.com). OK, on to this week’s top donors…
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AHere’s my bought-and-paid-for advice, DNUMN: Beware the smoker who stops—or “quits”—just long enough to convince you that her smoking days are behind her and then, once you’re living together or married or otherwise hopelessly entangled, suddenly experiences one final and everlasting “lapse.” Be clear and up-front, DNUMN: Smoking is a deal breaker if she moves across the country to live with you, it’s a deal breaker if you marry her, it’s a deal breaker now, it’s a deal breaker forever.
My parents had an unusual strategy for sex education. Instead of picking a day to have a birds-and-bees discussion, they first explained all the mechanics of the penis/vagina/uterus/baby when I was six months old. This was to give them practice. Then, as I got older, any question I asked that was moderately related to sex resulted in me getting the whole penis/vagina/uterus/baby story again.
She turned around and walked away as I picked up my jaw from my floor. —J.
A You’ve stumped me, Holly. But thanks for sharing both your fortune and your good fortune.
A I don’t see the connection between urban rivers and used T-shirts, Tim, and I think urban rivers are in serious trouble if we’re restoring them one-dollar-per-used-T-shirt-sold-via-Web-site-at-a-time, but thanks for the donation, and here’s your plug.
