Free Range by Bill Whitehead for March 20, 2024

He was fined for violations in a restricted “palaver” zone.

I hated receiving that talk, and much later, giving it. My dad was too embarrassed so my mom gave it to me and my two sisters all at the same time. She showed a medical book and I was confused about the anatomy in that region.

If you can’t wing it, you can’t bring it!

The Talk for me was one sentence , " Just don’t knock her up ! "

My mom told me when I was in the fith grade [back inthe mid sixties]. That’s when schools taught sex ed and the girls would be in one room and the boys another. At that time, my mom received a huge box from the mail that helped her explain everything that will happen to my body, including the preparation.

I was on the AV squad (all guys) in junior high (mid 60’s) and we were asked to set up a movie projector for a Brownie troop meeting and then leave the auditorium. Curious as to why we had to leave we climbed up into the ceiling were the stage lights were to see why. When the movie started we understood why. It was about girls and puberty.

She said you were clueless about sex anyway.

Mom may have explained everything, but it still needs to be mansplained.

Keep it in your pants.

My brother told me he was going to give his son (about 10 to 12 years old) “the talk.”  Later I asked him how it went.  He said it went ok but at the end his son said “Don’t ever tell me that again!”

They’ve already had an intercourse on intercourse.

Teleprompter issues? Well ask the Orange Clown about that as he is so mentally deluded he was obsessed with the teleprompted issues and not with REAL issues. Someone should have told Fred the talk, so that the world would be spared t-Rump’s tantrums.

“We’re meeting with the milkman’s lawyer on Wednesday to see who gets custody of me.

A hooker taught me everything about sex.

The battle to teach sex education in schools was a significant victory. Now it’s being fought again. One step forward, 50 yards back.

“the talk” consisted of dear ol’ dad driving me to the sex ed presentation after dinner, irritated because he was being deprived of his evening drinks, and sitting next to me clearing his throat while i squirmed uncomfortably during the movie, which couldn’t finish up quickly enough. “any questions?” was the extent of our talk…

One of my aunts was a sex therapist. She gave “the talk” to all of her nieces and nephews. One at a time when they were the appropriate age.