Wank bank

I forgot about this one.

I've been offered, or rather my sperm has been offered, a place in a freezer in London, as my impending treatments are likely to make me infertile.

I've never really wanted children - although I've had periods where I thought I might - but they have been brief.

I think i'll take them up on the offer though - for a start it will make an interesting story - 'knocking one out' into a pot to be frozen until such a time that Mrs Right wants to take a trip to London with a Bunsen burner and a turkey baster.

I guess on the plus side, this will ensure that should I ever really wants kids, it won't be done on a whim or an 'accident'. Someone *may* have to jump through a lot of hoops to make babies with me. The whole IVF egg thingy ... not overly romantic, but it should ensure that nothing will be done without really thinking about it.

To be honest, if the whole world was built on this model, we wouldn't be in the overpopulated and overdrongoed mess we are in now. Maybe this is a global solution. All men toss into a pot at 16, followed by sterilization after. If you want a kid, proove you can look after and take care of it.

Right - that's the end of my rant. Stayed tuned for my blog about my trip to the Wank Bank in a future blog. Could be fun ...