You might remember a few months back, I mentioned having to go for a sperm test, then we got pregnant, so it was cancelled. Then we miscarried, so it was back on. So today, I had to do the deed and have a legitimate wank for the sake of my marriage. God, it was awful. The pressure. Can you imagine having to knock one out for an actual genuine reason? Worse, having to get the little soldiers tested? Daunting. Well, without going into too much graphic detail, I managed to get it in the tiny little pot they give you (not saying there was loads of it, just getting the aim right is a nightmare) and then we rushed down to the microbiology clinic. You have to get there in 2 hours. Luckily, we managed it in about 25 mins.
Arrived at the clinic and ducked in there. My wife firmly clutching the little pot, which you have to keep warm. Suddenly, out of nowhere pops this mad scientist.
Who is sporting a handle bar moustache, a white coat and no trousers. Yes, you read that right, no trousers. So now, as I type this, a man with no trousers and a weird beard (that looks something like the pic below) is testing my manhood…I hope my little swimmers live up to expectations.
