A few years ago Zammo got a vasectomy.

He met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a
selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and he
could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was
a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company.

He did NOT tell her about his vasectomy and he always used a condom with
her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was
only used for birth control. Silly girl.

They date for a few months. He never made any move towards commitment
but she brought it up occasionally. For him, this was a casual but
pleasant relationship. For her - as he was to find out - it was part of
a life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully.

Four months into dating, he gets the “I’m pregnant” talk. She’s going on
and on about how the condom must have broke and now they really need to
think about getting married “for the baby”. She’s positively giddy. She
has a baby in her and she thinks she’s going to have a good meal ticket
(him) to go along with her new 7lb annuity.

At this point, he’s just as giddy. He gets to pull the reverse “oops” on
her. He figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up.
Good thing he was using condoms! Better still that he has a serious
mistrust of women who can’t think beyond their own uteri.

So he waits a couple of days to “think about all this.” He meets her
again. He says he doesn’t want kids and that she should have an
abortion. He knows where this is going and sure enough it goes there.
She goes completely bat droppings insane on him. There were the usual
insults about his manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was
all very ugly and he was loving every minute of it.

Well, he let her stew for a few days. She leaves him nasty messages on
his phone. She sends awful emails. He’s laughing hysterically.

It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing he was busy. First
he gets a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy.
Next he gets a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a
“negative test result for sperm” to show he’s sterile and shooting
blanks. Finally, he gets a letter from a shark attorney stating he has
seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman
if she continues to communicate with him in such an unpleasant manner.
Also, the letter states that they will insist on DNA testing to show
that the baby is not his. He’s ready.

He meets with this woman at her place. He brings flowers and a small bit
of jewelry to show he is willing to reconcile and assume his
responsibilities as a new father. He also has stuck in his pocket the
documents he has prepared.

She’s all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks.
They talk about their future. They have some pretty good nookie. Then,
as he is about to walk out the door, he asks her the $64,000 question.
“Are you sure that this baby is mine?”

Well, she goes bat droppings insane again. Heck, she ought to. Her plan
could completely unravel if there is ANY question about his paternity.
Oh, she’s really screaming now. How dare he question her morals. Does he
think she’s a slut. He’s just trying to weasel out of his
responsibilities… blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda.

He’s not really mad. He’s kind of embarrassed for her. But since she
won’t shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, he asks her to
step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a
bit. She is glaring at him with all the moral self-righteousness that
only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has him trapped. She is 100%
convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit
she has wrought around herself and he is about to hack through them with
a few pieces of paper.

He reaches into his pocket slowly. He extracts the three pieces of paper
and unfolds them slowly and deliberately.

He tells her simply, “You’re screwed”.

Her look doesn’t change. There is no way she can fathom what he has
prepared.

He continues. “I am sterile!”

Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in.
Naturally, she reverts to women’s logic. “You’re full of crap. You’re
trapped and you know it.”

He holds up the letter and the test results. “Three months before we
met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter stating what I had
done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the
presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is
simply not mine.”

This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation.
“Horse-hockey, those are fakes.”

He was ready for that. “No, they are real. This last piece of paper is
from my attorney. It’s a simple letter to you that states if you pursue
any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist
on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is
not mine.”

He gives the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly,
deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she
has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry.
It’s a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By
the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing.

He had no sympathy for her. He turned and walked out the door. Even
after he closed the door he could still hear her sobbing.

Good thing not all women are like this. Many more men who will run from
it though even when it is theirs.

What did your mother do to you??

it's more widespread than you think. have you had a paterninty test
done? I have. just protecting myself. if you want, i can find actual
statistics.

@ Lily

Why don't you just save your time and money for a good therapist!
Whomever the woman was who "wronged" you really left some deep
scars.......

makes me glad I wear condoms,and keep a spare!!!

i have been thinking about getting a reverseable-vasectomy myself.

omg lLIly yer killin me

LOL@ lily,,
Latin, did you doubt your parents were really your parents? LMAO

no, i doubted wether my daughter really was my daughter.

Oh, God! Hang on JSH participants....it's gonna be one bumpy
ride..........

lily...
where u takin em?

.

On a one way ticket through the heart of LATIN LUNA-VILLE.......

lily...

well, if u r driving the bus. you can have free access

Latin, did your parents ever have any kids that lived?

Oh, I wouldn't think of imposing on you for a freebie, dear! I wasn't
going to pay, anyhow........

lily....

here it comes...u are gonna get mad


U R A Female, i would not expect u to think of ever payin. It's an
assumption a large majority of girls make.

bucket...

3, and i know how hard it was to raise us. i will not do the same to my
daughter. she will have everything i didnt