This medical circumcision business seems endless [pun intended]. Let’s rattle through the emails we’ve received on the matter, and if you have any further suggestions for people who are anticipating or recovering from the snip, add them in the comments.
We’ll kick off with a couple of ideas for explaining away your post-operative crotchpain, the first from Mike:
Just say you had a hernia op on your groin, very common amongst men and produces a similar limp, make sure to do a quick search on hernias in case of any awkward questions though.
If you are disinclined to lie, heed the advice from Adam:
I had a medical circumcision too, but I was 3 at the time so it wasn’t much of a problem with telling friends. All I remember is not being able to pee, so I had to go to hospital to have it removed.
But if I’m ever discussing with my friends about who’s been in hospital and for what, then I say that I’ve become an honorary Jew or anatomically Jewish. They normally understand what I mean without actually saying what I had done.
Readers, it sounds like Alasdair here needs your comfort and reassurance:
Does it hurt when you get a circumcision? And I heard that you can’t masturbate after it. It would be great if you answered this because I don’t want to ask anyone else.
Maybe you don’t even need to have one, Alasdair – Mark has possible alternatives:
Circumcision isn’t always needed for a tight foreskin. There is a support group called Norm (www.norm-uk.org) that advises on alternatives, such as stretching, or even a frenuloplasty – which is a cutting of the band that often restricts the foreskin from retracting. This keeps the foreskin intact, but relieves the tightness.
I’ve got a friend who wasn’t able to retract his foreskin until he was in his 30s – but after using some of the stretching advice on the website he was able to do so.
I’ve now stretched my foreskin-related attention span to its limit, but if your interest is piqued, I recommend you read Talking Cock by our fellow podcaster Richard Herring, for all the entertaining and interesting penile information you might ever require.
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Since last we met, both Silvio Berlusconi and Justin Bieber’s not-babymomma have forsaken their respective meal tickets. They’ve got lots in common – dishonesty; revolting-sounding sexual encounters with minors – so maybe, now they’ve got all this free time on their hands, they should team up and make a podcast! There’s plenty room for another mixed-gender odd couple podcasting duo other than us.
But until they take the plunge, here’s Answer Me This! Episode 197 to keep you amused, although it is entirely lacking in bunga bunga and Bieber-boffing:
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On today’s slate are topics including:
garra rufa fish
Malcolm McLaren
the Boomtown Rats
hungover squash vs. hungover luge
Martin Scorcese vs. Caravaggio Jim Davis vs. Michelangelo
Sydney vs. Melbourne
New York City vs. Welwyn Garden City
the American Cinema Editors’ Union
chef’s chequered trousers
the Thames beach
Philip Green
existential angst in the H&M fitting rooms
and The Naughtiest Girl in the School.
Plus: Olly taps into the goldmine that is writing Garfield strips; Helen recalls the time when, for one night only, she was Oliver Reed; and Martin the Sound Man refutes the notion that the Sex Pistols were little more than four vomit-spattered Gareth Gateses.
This week’s Bonus Bit of Crap on the App concerns the Scarlet Pimpernel of fast food: that damned elusive McDonald’s McRib. They seek it here, they seek it there, but you may seek it on iDevices or Android.
Meanwhile, we seek your QUESTIONS: please deposit your inquisitive voicemails on the Question Line (dial 0208 123 5877, Skype answermethis) and email queries to answermethispodcast@googlemail.com.
Last week, when Chris from Dundee was wondering how to divert attention from his post-circumcision limp, we invited you to recount how you’d fibbed away your ailments. Says Vikki:
You asked listeners how they have explained their ailment. When I was 16 I had to use a wheelchair for long distances due to neurological condition M.E. Most accepted this but some did not, so I would go on to explain I drink too much and need a wheelchair to get home after a night out. I stuck a sign on the back of my wheelchair saying “I’m not disabled, I just drink too much” – sadly I forgot to remove this sign when attending the ChildLine awards!
Anything to brighten the mood at the ChildLine awards, right? I’ve never been, but I’m imagining the evening is light on jokes.
On a not-jokey note, readers, Vikki runs a charity called Post Pals, which seeks people to write emails and cards to ill kids. So head over to her website, then uncap that fountain pen and commence correspondence. Although please remember to keep it cleaner than the correspondence you send to us. Ahem.
Here’s some elaboration upon the Adventures of Bash with his pocketful of Ash Cash:
I would like to point out that my efforts with the nurse was successful. But it did massively get me back – as who’d imagine a girl with a) no standards and b) alcohol dependency issues would have massive amounts of baggage? In the end I could have got the same result with a happy hour pint of snakebite and black, and not hardback copies of the Harry Potter, Narnia and Black Cauldron series, which cost a fucking bomb.
On a lighter note, my friend once felt he’d been screwed out of a crem form by another junior doc. She was very religious with a huge number of superstitions. My friend (and I stress it isn’t me) casually asked her about the body. On hearing that the corpse had its eyes open, my friend informed her that if the eyes aren’t shut, the person ‘CAN NEVER REST’, and as a result will haunt the said junior doc. She almost had a nervous breakdown before it was sorted. Especially when she found the body had been cremated.
God I miss those happy days.
Yes, too bad you had to grow up and become a pillar of society, Dr Bash.
Our next correspondent, Jack, appears to be dickmatised:
I have a moral quandary. I met a boy last year, and we had a series of hook-ups (not really dating) until he came clean and told me he had a boyfriend. At that point I ended it.
Several months ago he called and told me he’d broken up with his boyfriend, we then started hooking up again. He’s now got a new boyfriend…
What Do I Do?! Is it his problem, given he is a serial cheater, or should I be feeling guilty?????
Well, the moral imperative is his, as he has obligations to the boyfriend whilst you do not. However, he’s evidently not particularly attentive towards moral imperatives; whereas you ended the not-relationship once before because he had a boyfriend. What is different this time round?
The more important question is why are you bothering with this man anyway? Even if ‘chronic infidel’ is what you look for in a guy, he shouldn’t be causing your conscience to suffer pangs. Find somebody else to hook up with, because we’ve seen what happens to the Other Man in Unfaithful, and it doesn’t look appealing.
Ladies! Are you looking for love? Love AND homemade cake? Billy from London could be the man of your dreams:
I am a twenty-something guy, and I have recently discovered the joys of baking. I wouldn’t say I was an expert: more an enthusiastic novice who has managed to master a few basic cake and muffin recipes.
I am also single and am actively looking for a girlfriend. As a result, I am doing my best to promote myself and my many talents to members of the opposite sex.
Please answer me this: Should I advertise my baking skills to dates and potential girlfriends? Will they see it as charming and cute, or will they automatically assume that I’m gay and lose interest? Alternatively, might they feel threatened by my venture into what is traditionally seen as a female activity?
Woah, Billy, woah! You were doing really well at looking like an adorable and modest prospect, until you introduced the notion that baking is for gays and girls, and furthermore that feminism has failed to such an extent that the ladies might object to you encroaching upon ‘their territory’. Are you still reeling from the earful you received when you turned up at Greenham Common in 1982, whipped out a bra and set fire to it, then as it burned exclaimed, “That wasn’t so hard, gals, I don’t know why you’re making such a fuss about everything. Is it because you’re all on your rags?”
Concentrating on the first part of your question: I don’t see why you wouldn’t. Unless you’re only dating coeliacs.
You guys are probably already camping on the pavement outside the cinema waiting for Twilight IVa: They Finally Boff. However, if you have a little room left for things other than Bella’n’Edward, allow it to be filled by Answer Me This! Episode 196:
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There are no babies chewing their way out of wombs in the episode, but there is talk of:
Frozen Planet Riverdance
fun with magnesium
Scooby Doo: talk show host
Sammy Davis Jr vs. Jimmy Constable from 911
Akon vs. Shakespeare
flapjacks vs. fun cakes Scrappy Doo vs. Scampi
candles vs. ‘wax-filled tins’ Sophie Wilcox
scaring off the Mongol army The Works
Mario Balotelli
the scent of Jelly Belly
and
medical circumcision.
Plus: [Olly] Mann cannot live on raw cake-mix alone; Helen did not spend her childhood in the back of the wardrobe with Aslan; and Martin the Sound Man wishes the whole world was scented with synthetic rhubarb.
This week’s Bonus Bit of Crap on the App (available on iPhone, iPad or Android) is a treatise on Movember, starting with Martin’s recent facial deforestation, and ending up at Craig David’s current career choice, via Robert Mugabe and Halle Berry, because where else could such a discussion possibly go?
Next week’s episode is going nowhere without your QUESTIONS, so send them in: leave voicemails on the Question Line (dial 0208 123 5877, Skype answermethis) or write emails to answermethispodcast@googlemail.com.
Best of luck to all you readers who are bristly of upper lip this month, in the pursuit of a good cause – like Nick here:
It’s Movember, so gentlemen (well men anyway) of the world are uniting to boldly grow moustaches for the month in aid of prostate cancer charities. This is an excuse for the men of the world to get away with doing so without the usual complaints from their better halves as it’s ‘for charity’.
I am one of these noble men and as such, answer me this: what style of facial hair shall I attempt to groom over the month?
Inspiration for you comes in the form of Martin the Sound Man, who swam against the Movember tide* last Saturday by having his quarterly shave. He debearded himself incrementally, so several ‘tache styles were modelled on the way to bare-face.
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*Not because he has anything against fundraising for prostate cancer; he spent four years curing prostate cancer with lasers. He just couldn’t remember what his face looked like.
Danny from Leeds has discovered nice things to look at from one’s seat on the Great North Eastern Railway, aside from Durham cathedral, the Angel of the North, and Berwick-upon-Tweed:
Recently I was travelling back on the train from my home in Leeds to uni in Edinburgh. I was sat opposite this very attractive Asian lady, probably a bit older than me. We were doing that thing where you catch each other’s eye, hold their gaze and smile, and other flirting for ages. THIS NEVER HAPPENS TO ME.
So answer me this: are there some rules or advice for how to take it further and do you think I have may have missed a golden opportunity??
Put it this way: you certainly didn’t GRAB any golden opportunity, did you? Therefore you could be said to have missed one. As for taking it further, how about striking up a conversation? If you needed a pretext, you could have offered buy her an overpriced drink from the buffet car, even though the tea tastes like burnt shepherd’s pie. You then have several hours for chit-chat, so by the time you chunter into Edinburgh Waverley you should have definitely reached the point of at least exchanging email addresses.
But you didn’t, so you’ve condemned yourself to a lifetime of “What if?”. If only you’d seized the day, like Alan here:
Last weekend I got a girl’s number on a night out. I’d never done this before so decided what the hell, I will text her. That went well and we decided to meet up this weekend to do “something”.
This is where the problem is… I have no idea what to do! Usually I have a habit of hooking up with friends, or at the very least acquaintances, so I know them before we ever go on a date and therefore can usually plan something I know they’ll like. All I know about this girl is her name.
So answer me this: what are good things to do on a first date? Something fun, unique and memorable that will ensure I get a second one!
Are AMTfans hopeless romantics, or just hopeless? Readers, over to you. Go to the comments and plan Alan’s date for him, giving him suggestions not only for the first date but for the putative follow-up. His happiness depends upon it!
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