Driving home from somewhere over the weekend, middle son noticed a billboard advertising The Virginity Hit, apparently a newly released or upcoming movie about the hilarity that ensues as a socially awkward teen tries to lose his. Due to the presentation on the billboard, one that frequently advertises different church series, it wasn't immediately clear that it was a movie. Except that I'd noticed it a day or two earlier and told him that's what it was.
I then remarked to him that I was a 'born again virgin', sort of a toss-away remark.
"Huh?"
"A born-again virgin."
"What kind of virgin?"
"Born-Again." I'd had no idea this was a complex concept.
"Oh."
I've already well established on this blog that I own up to my curmudgeonliness, so it shouldn't surprise that I'm a bit nonplused by the premise of such a movie. I hope to instill the same sort of values for my sons as for my daughter, although I do enjoy the abstraction of a mildly ribald anecdote.
Anyway, the exchange ended up being a very roundabout way of saying "Dad isn't getting any, so don't feel like you're in a race to get some yourself."
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I like "born again virgin" better than "secondary virginity" as I have been calling it. Good one, Doolin'.
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