It's the same old story. A young man walks into a pharmacy, nervously pages through the periodicals, and then musters up the courage to walk up to the counter.
"I'm, uh, going out on a date tonight, and I was hoping to get some, uh..."
"Protection?" asks the young woman at the counter.
"Yes," says the young man.
Well, what kind would you like?" asks the woman, showing him a display.
"I'll take these," says the young man, nervously grabbing the first package that catches his eye.
"OK," said the young woman, "that'll be $6.48 with tax."
"Tacks?" said the young man, horrified. "I thought they stayed on by themselves!"
He then turned tail, and ran right out of the pharmacy. If only he'd had real sex-education, this entire sordid incident could have been averted. If you want to do something about it, go to Change.org right now, and tell President Obama you don't want to put up with this nonsense anymore.
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