Back when I was heterosexual, I accidentally placed a knee upon a vulnerable area of my special guy's anatomy. I felt really badly about it.
I find it oddly endearing that men are so anatomically vulnerable in this way. They are strong, they are courageous, they are warriors and providers... and yet, they are vulnerable. Were I still heterosexual, I'd protect my special guy's anatomy as best I could, and would examine regularly for any trace of cancer or tumor.
I find it weird that blows to the testicles are the height of lowbrow comedy.
Idiocracy, the world's first precognitive documentary:
-k