"We've got to fornicate again tonight, Bob.""So soon?""I failed the pregnancy test again at the clinic today and they said if I failed next month, they'd have to art-preg me.""Well, tell them I can't get it up anymore.""That wouldn't matter. You know that. They'll haul you in and hook you up to the electro-ejaculator. Bob, I don't want to be one of those women who have to be art-pregged." She was starting to cry. "My Personal Pastor Counselor says God looks with disfavor on art-pregged wives. Other men perform their duty to God's Church of the Evangels. I don't know why you can't."
From
Rabbletown: Life in These United Christian States of Holy Americahttp://www.amazon.com/Rabbletown-United-Christian-America-ebook/dp/B005DLZZTM/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1311343282&sr=1-3
Published on February 21, 2012 19:03