Funny Vasectomy Meme Novels & Stories

Helena said. When the time for the consultation came, Dr. Delgado greeted the couple with a friendly smile. “Hello, Helena, Bruno. Please, have a seat. Let's talk about the vasectomy.” Sitting in the examination room, Helena and Bruno felt anxious but determined to move forward. The doctor carefully explained the vasectomy procedure, which involved the ligation of the vas deferens, the ducts that carry sperm from the testicles.

"Damn! He really got a vasectomy? I didn't even dare to believe it!" "Since when has any rumor about Mr. Foster in this house been fake? Also, he already has three children. It's not a problem if he has a vasectomy!" "Don't they say that a person will become very feminine after getting a vasectomy? With his net worth, he shouldn't have to go to such lengths to make such a sacrifice for a woman, right?" "Does he look feminine to you now? It's just a vasectomy. He didn't get rid of the entire thing. Look how worried you are. Avery is not even worried!"

“The kid has a dirty mouth. He was saying something like he was above us and will perform a remote vasectomy for us…” “Remote vasectomy?!” A few of the male doctors were stunned by his remark. Having studied medicine for so many years, none of them had ever heard of such a silly term like remote vasectomy. It was like saying one can get pregnant remotely. It was nonsensical! Adrian suddenly remembered what Charlie had said at that time. His expression became more solemn. At this time, he looked to his brother, Rogan who was by his side and said “Third Brother, do you remember that kid? That kid who seemed to have asked both of us? He said that we aren’t too old, thus we still have our fertil

At dinner, Mark raised his glass towards Jackson in a Schadenfreude manner. “Congrats, you’re going to be a dad again.” Jackson rolled his eyes at him. “Stop it. Is your vasectomy something to be proud of? I’m going to get a vasectomy tomorrow, so that I won’t have any more kids. I can’t take any more.” Only then did Tiffany arrive at a realization. “Why didn’t I think of that? Mark’s had a vasectomy, so you should have done it too. Besides, there’s no use in leaving it.”

He asked smirking at me. " How do you feel about a do-it-yourself vasectomy?" I asked looking up at him. And he suddenly stopped smiling and I swear I felt his legs squeeze together a little bit. " We can totally wait for another baby. Maybe a year or two." He says. " Isn't three enough?" I asked. " We'll revisit the subject again in a year or two. But we can get a lot of practice in before then." He says putting his arm around my waist as we walked up the stairs of the packhouse and inside.

He slams his palms down on the desk with a loud bang. "You can go pin that thing you’re carrying on the rightful owner because that is not me. I had a vasectomy, Miss Parkinson” My mouth drops in shock. He had a vasectomy? But… "I have not slept with anybody else since that night. There must be a mistake somewhere” "The only mistake here is you thinking you can walk in here and fool me. Do you know how many people come to me claiming they’re pregnant for me?” Well, that’s on you, you whore...

Sure enough, I had so much pent-up sperm in my swollen testes that the excess started oozing out. We both collapsed on that damn bean bag chair. Miss Crump: "That was so damn hot; you little bastard. You win, I will tell you. Your dad has been banging that little trollop since he hired her at that outrageous salary. I know because she told her boyfriend, joking about his barely THREE inch private parts. That $10,000? He bought into the swappers' private gold club. He was going to tell your trusting mom that there was another convention and that he'd be gone the weekend. Now, I don't know. About what WE just did, you DID have a vasectomy, I assume. I mean you didn't concern yourself with birt

"Make it punchy, Carlin. We're not just serving tea here." Carlin rolled her eyes but followed his advice, weaving words that ignited curiosity and sparked outrage. Vasky, in his element, enhanced the content with his signature memes. As he clicked away on his laptop, he couldn't help but mutter, "Memes are the modern hieroglyphics, after all." ‌

, I shout and his eyes fall on mine and I see him shoving his hands in his pockets as soon as I say I can’t have kids. “What do you mean you can’t have kids?”, he asks me now with interest in his eyes. He thought he could blame it on me, he thought he could throw me under the b us and get away with this. Hell if the kid looked like him, well, he would look like me, perfect way of getting it out of his hands wasn’t it, too bad I know what I am doing. “Now you are willing to listen? That kid is not mine, I had a vasectomy when I turned eighteen”, I let out and he sits on the settee with his hands covering his face. His hair falls over his hands from the perfect pulled back hair style he always

" Her eyes reddened with grievance. She blinked twice, and tears spilled down her cheeks. I said nothing more. I simply took my phone out and held the photo up in front of her. "Heh. It really is 100% not mine." "This is… a vasectomy report? How could you get a vasectomy? How could you do that?" Mia screamed in shock, instinctively lunging for my phone. I pulled it back at once. "I don't believe it. I don't believe it! You must be lying to me!" She rushed at me in a frenzy. I shoved her away, sending her crashing to the floor.