You can’t give men sex control. That wouldn’t be good. Women would never see the inside of a restaurant for the rest of their lives. We’d show up at your house with food. We’d drive by restaurants, you’d go, “What’s that?” “It’s a clubhouse you don’t need to know anything about it. We’re going home.” We’d trade in all the sports cars. Just drive those aluminum snack vans with the sides that swing open. Who needs a sports car if you’ve got sex control? You just need a quick bite to eat, later.
