A couple weeks ago I posted about whether blue balls were a real condition: When a guy becomes aroused, blood rushes to his nether regions and an erection is born. If he doesn't have an orgasm, many guys claim they're left with an unbearable feeling below the waist known as "blue balls."
So is there some equivalent condition for women?
I'm sure many of you can relate to being persuaded into having sex because your guy claimed he'd have painful blue balls if you didn't. So is this just a lame way to try to seduce you, or are blue balls an actual issue?
Let's first talk about what they are exactly.
Just like all babies, baby Samudra, the 5-month-old elephant at the Oregon Zoo, likes to play. In this video, she's just hanging around with mom until someone throws her a blue ball. And off she goes!
Dear E. Jean,
I haven’t dated in a while and have put on a little weight. I’ve tried everything to take it off — nothing works.
Oscar's beloved plaything is drowning, and he can't do anything about it. Barking is no good, paddling the water only sends the ball floating in the opposite direction, and his good-for-nothing owner won't dive in for the rescue. The life of the ball is in Oscar's paws, but there's just one problem — he can't swim.
I love how ads aimed at women are so dainty and delicate. Maxi-pad commercials hint at actual menstrual blood with an artistic red dot (or blue liquid). This PSA for testicular cancer is aimed at men—or their "balls," anyway.
Every once in a blue moon we get a dispatch from the Land Of Weird, aka "The Maury Povich Show," purveyor of bizarre phobias like pickle phobia and peach phobia. Now another weirdo comes out of the woodwork to give us...Cotton Phobia. I love how as soon as she reveals she's had a recurring nightmare about a man made of cotton balls, Maury, naturally, brings one out.