*small old man voice* I was saying Romo.

My understanding is that a big issue in reproduction related research is, essentially, differentiating between someone's crappy genetics and their age. You need large populations to control for that, and for various and sundry reasons most people don't have kids in their 40s so researchers are just screwed.

The decline in female fertility between 30 and 40 is not nearly as high as most people think it is. It's a hard topic to study because cultural factors mean most women who want kids have already had them, but the best studies suggest something like a drop of 4-5 percentage points.

Is 30-35 "really late", though?

Eh, 1 in 400 is still a pretty small number and the LW can screen for Downs if that's a huge problem for her.

Only a little weird.

Clearly, Key & Peele should make a gay guys version of the cunnilingus lessons clip.

Aw, no love for Bill Hicks? His accent in that bit is divine.

You may have offended the petri dish community.

Hi, younger me!

In my defense, we knew each other's names!

In fact (going from personal experience alone) sticking around and trying to make those unfixable things better just makes them worse. Both my ex and I developed some complexes due to the sexless portion of our relationship. I have to imagine the LW will leave this relationship with some baggage too.

This phenomenon is precisely why I like the Bad Advice tumblr so damn much.

I do kind of wonder, and I did this just last weekend like a fucking idiot. Babies aren't an issue for me, but thinking back on it I literally can't think why we were both so blase about condoms. And he took my word on the birth control question, which seems doubly stupid.

I don't think this is what Reagan meant, but personally I prefer to verify whenever possible because I'm already trusting a lot, particularly with a newer partner. I'm trusting him to respect my limits when stated, I'm trusting him not to slip the condom off or not use one when I'm physically unable to do anything…

Well, I didn't want to mention this because I have manners, but listening to people talk about their sex life while eating turkey is *my* fetish, so…

It's like those lizards on the Simpsons. "That's the beautiful part - come winter, the gorillas simply freeze to death!"

Ah fell asleep in the driveway, and he run over ma head with the truck!

I wonder if those socially inept folks are just more likely to talk constantly about being poly. That seems to be true among kinky people - the well adjusted don't tend to make it dinner party conversation.

It's an extremely low bar, but yes.