Bastusan, But Not Really

Why do you still think withdrawal is the best form of birth control? How is that you go to Mass every Sunday but still get it on after-hours with that girlfriend you don’t really intend to marry? For that matter, why does my sister’s boyfriend — who’s in college — think that a woman’s period only lasts a couple of hours? And motels! All hail the drive-in check-in three-hour phenomenon of motels.

The Philippines is like Fight Club for vaginas. You know, you don’t talk about it. I’m no sex savant but I don’t mind talking about it. So, let’s.

I should also probably devote this space to disclaimers. Just so you know: I’m not a doctor, psychologist, psychiatrist, gynecologist, urologist, philosopher, or Cupid. I can’t fix your love life, testicles, or car. I’m just a kid (not really) with a little free time and some ideas on how to better go about doing that thing you do.

So ask me a couple of things and I’ll do my best to answer.