RJ’s thoughts on sex

Rj Green

  • I’ll be serious here for about,

    oh, four sentences, in an attempt to ward off any criticism

    regarding being chauvinistic or encouraging risky behavior. “No”

    means no, and “stop” means stop. Taking advantage of drunk girls is

    absolutely disgusting, and I have a mile-long list of people who

    seem to think otherwise. Sex is a fantastic experience that’s been

    ruined for too many girls on account of drunken jerks, and that

    needs to stop. If you violate a lady, rest assured — you will be

    getting what’s coming to you.

  • Moving along — now that I’m a

    semester out from being able to call myself a real scientist, I’d

    like to point out that we’re all here for one purpose:

    reproduction. Consequently, sex is the best thing ever.

  • That’s why the orgasm exists —

    it’s a biological adaptation to guarantee reproduction. You exist

    to have sex. Good sex. Find someone, fall in love and have at

    it.

  • Most girls decide within the

    first five minutes of knowing you whether or not they’d sleep with

    you — if you get all clingy and start blowing up their phone,

    they’ll lose interest. Ever get sick of going to Adventureland,

    since you’ve already been there and know what to expect? Same thing

    applies here.

  • Act like a gentleman, open

    doors, stand when she leaves the table and when she gets back, and

    let her make the moves. The best way to get a girl physically

    interested in you is to keep it in your pants until she pulls it

    out. What I mean by that is this — let her run the

    bases.

  • If you’re interested in her,

    she’ll know, and if you’re a gentleman, she’ll appreciate it.

    Reciprocate, but don’t advance. That challenge drives her crazy,

    and that keeps her interested. You can’t let them completely win,

    or they will.

  • The fastest way to a girl’s

    heart is remembering two words at all times —ladies

    first.

  • Condoms are gross. Not as gross

    as STDs, mind you, but when it was called “the glass slipper of our

    generation” in “Fight Club,” that hit the nail on the head. I know

    guys who have never gone without, and couples who use that as their

    sole form of birth control.

  • If you’re walking home with some

    bargoyle you picked up at one of the fratty bars, hell yes, use a

    condom, but a long-term monogamous relationship? “Wow, honey, I

    love you too, just give me a second to slip this 75-cent

    slime-balloon on to my dork before I show you just how

    much.”

  • Sex with condoms is like

    watching an R-rated movie on basic cable.

  • So everyone knows about the

    shocker, right? You can probably visualize the reverse shocker,

    rocker and spocker if you think real hard. The best one? The

    minivan — two in the front, five in the back.

  • Some studies suggest a

    correlation between chronic marijuana use — is that phrase

    redundant? — and a lower sperm count. Yeah, birth control, that’s a

    horrible side effect.

  • OK, I’ll say it: Sober sex is

    great, drunken sex is fun, but stoned sex is absolutely fantastic.

    Other than being hungry during and afterwards, there really aren’t

    any downsides. You’re in college. Don’t be a prude.

  • “Saving yourself” until marriage

    is a notion I find antiquated at best. Why would you buy a car

    without a driver’s license, much less a test drive? That’s a recipe

    for success if I’ve ever heard one.

  • Apparently, premature

    ejaculation might be an evolutionary adaptation. I guess back in

    our rapin’-to-reproduce days, being quick on the draw came in

    handy. I guess most guys are satisfied in something like five

    minutes, and girls somewhere between 10 minutes and

    never.

  • I never got the appeal of the

    marathon sex. I’m not talking about multiple goes in one session,

    I’m talking about the hour-long bone-a-thons people say they enjoy.

    I guess I don’t get it.

  • The position that produces the

    ugliest children? Ask your mother.

  • I don’t mind the hypocrisy

    regarding the gender dichotomy of promiscuity. There’s an old

    saying: If a key opens many locks, it’s a master key. If a lock is

    opened by many keys, it’s not a very good lock.

  • Sex without foreplay is like

    sitting in a hot tub and waiting for it to heat up.

  • If you’re curious, there’s an

    ideal penis size chart you can find on Google. It’s a plot that

    assigns grades based on the most favorable responses from women on

    length and girth. I started to wonder why there wasn’t an ideal

    vagina size chart, then I realized it doesn’t matter for most

    dudes.

  • Don’t forget to kiss. Kissing is

    almost as important as everything below the belly button. It’s

    definitely the difference between good sex and great

    sex.

  • The crazy things guys do for sex

    is hilarious. Girls are attracted to stature — the confident,

    stable, self-made man. His baloney pony? Not so much. My gender, on

    the other hand, is putty in the hands of a woman who may or may not

    sleep with him.

  • This is why girls have those

    “guy friends” who bend over backwards for them on the off-chance

    she might sleep with them. If you’re in the “friend” zone and you

    haven’t already done the deed, it’s probably never going to happen,

    but most guys will hang in there for the slim chance of requited

    love.

  • Entire wars have been waged over

    vaginas. You ladies can say what you like about feminism and

    empowerment, workplace equality, the gender pay gap, whatever, but

    at the end of the day, lady parts beats rock, paper and scissors.

    This is why our dads don’t all have pool tables and jet

    skis.

  • Hot tubs, swimming pools and

    beaches are horrible places for sex, Hollywood be damned. Rooftops,

    the Tiers, Central Campus and moving vehicles, however, are fine

    and dandy. Not that I’ve ever done such a thing.

  • Citizen Cope, the middle stretch

    of Morning View by Incubus, Donovan Frankenreiter and most R&B

    is acceptable hookup music. 3OH!3 … not so much.

  • I had no idea this actually

    happened until an ex-girlfriend told me, but apparently, there’s

    this thing called a “refractory period” where a gentleman will lose

    his mojo after he … er … makes a deposit at the baby bank?

    That’s really too bad.

  • Girls — what’s with the biting

    and the fingernails? I mean, whatever, I’m glad I’m doing it right

    and all, but holy hell, I’ve woken up some weekends looking like I

    got attacked by a badger. Put some mittens on or something. Give me

    a pat on the back.

  • I’m not sure what type of

    dancing it is that some girls think correlates to bedroom

    expertise. The Stanky Leg? The Shopping Cart? I don’t get it. One

    of my best friends holds the state record for swimming butterfly,

    and I’m pretty sure that was part of the pitch when I introduced

    him to his fiancee.