One in five Irishmen don't want sex

I'm very happy to report that I am not obne of the five.

My dear bogsidebunny, I may be too old to tame the shrew, but not too old to try, haha!

My dear grimchieftain, At 53 you're too old to begin the game of "taming the shrew"!

Oh my! This article makes me question my Irish roots! I'm 53 and do not suffer from this curious ailment at all! Would it be bad form to request the names and addresses of those poor unattended wives?

I have to submit: The statistics were much worse before Irish women discovered that unshaven legs and under-arms were a huge deterrent to male arousal!

(.../cont’d) C’mon ladies... may I say (to not all): “Get Real In Your Lives”; men want intercourse with you to have families. Three out of five won’t because many some of young women and durtex stuff deny them that right. Molly Muldoon’s article above suggests one out of every five young men doesn’t? Nah, it’s worse. No wonder the young men don’t want to. What’s the point in the action I the action doesn’t achieve its spurting aims? I posit that many young women don’t want to intercourse with humanity. That is self-destroying for humankind, for humanity, of and by men and women and by plastic things that are indestructible for about, erm... probably 500yrs of the future of natural nature. I dread to think of the effects of durtex and denials. IMHO, the right to have a life out of you must never be denied by plastic or rubber to anyone, especially the One gave you that gift to create life. (pls pardon mistpos0

(/...cont’d) Is there any real woman out there short of a genuine Irish man (chuckle)? Nope... I guess not. And I know why... I guess I’ve always I’ve known why all along for a while... real women aren’t there anymore. They’re on the ‘pill’, or insist on men using oven-food wraps out of the cupboard “for protection” or otherwise deny men what they (the men) want to do – that is: to suffer a job to earn a wage to feed a family, to suffer a woman’s insensible chit chat phone calls, breakfast coffee shopping bills and *arrgh* those interminable ridiculously looking fashion shoes, boots and bootees, her (mostly-) fat-exposing hip-high tights with ugly never-reaching-cover over-cloths and all that other hidden-away from the joint-credit-cards in-the-wardrobes stuff that we men are not supposed to find or know about .. And then expect us men to take a baby’s puke on the shoulder pads of our newly-pressed, cash-paid-fo,r dry-cleaned job-suits, just right before we go to work for an important decision making meeting that could win a father more income for his family? Or international peace even? (ConT’d...)

(/...cont’d) Is there any real woman out there short of a genuine (preferably Irish) man - pardon the chuckle)? Nope? ... I guessed not. And I think I know why. I guess I’ve always known why all along for a while... real women aren’t there anymore. Yep, none there at all. They’re on the ‘pill’, or insist on men using oven-food wraps out of the cupboard “for protection” or otherwise deny men what they (the men) want to do – that is: to suffer a job to earn a wage to feed a family, to suffer a woman’s insensible chit chat phone calls, breakfast coffee shopping bills and *arrgh* those interminable ridiculously looking fashion shoes, boots and bootees, her (mostly) fat-exposing hip-high tights with ugly never-reaching-cover over-cloths and all that other hidden-away from the joint-credit-cards in-the-wardrobes stuff that we men are not supposed to find or know about.. And then they expect us men to take a baby’s puke on the shoulder pads of our newly-pressed, cash-paid-for dry-cleaned job-suits?.. just right before we go to work for an important decision making meeting that could win a father more income for his family? Or international peace even? (ConT’d...)

(...Cont’d) I suggest in the context of Molly’s article above that the reality is that many (?) young Irish men got that bit of reality... and the snip after. Your man Kavanagh that Cathy quoted above is talking rubbish; like one poster said below - ‘aiming for a book’ – most likely to be rubbish-bin-able too. Since the invention of plastic alternatives, some men might prefer the gadgets, or maybe a beer w/ friends while watching a Gaelic football, Hurling, Rugby, Australian Rules game (or better still, Oz-Ire International Rules game - a game that US throw-and-catch-donkey wimp footballers are afraid to get stuck into but should), maybe even a cricket match while their women play with plastic toys at home. Humankind is gonna be doomed w/o us males... *Excuse me while I let out a human man-sigh*. A challenge coming up.... (more.../)

I am shocked by Molly’s article’s statistics. Only one in five? Bedehookies (ok, so what if Hallow’een is coming!) whooo-hoo-hooo. It’s gotta be more frightful than 1 in five – more likely three in five (meaning there’s Irish Toucans who can (two can, geddit???). Especially frightful of those 3 of 5 young men who haven’t a job to support the cost of a fruitful nightstand and a gun-shot wedding: follow-on babies, nappies, puked milk on the shoulders, kids, sleepovers, schools, schoolbooks, teenagers (aargh!), tv soap operas (aaaaaargh!), fashion demands (*argh* to the power of 100), must-have latest gadget demands (*arrrrrrrrrghgh* to the power of infinity). Ok, I’m overboard but not untruthful. (More...)

what do I think of this? I see this new soucrs sliding into yellow journalism. Could we have real news please? Not news about junky super stars and peoples sex lives.

I think this may be a part of the celtic wagon, the women who bought into men who told them they had the money to keep them in luxury for the rest of their lives...and there is nothing so mad as a wagon lorn.... Met alot of these men along shop street in galway, with the money gone.. well.. what else have they...

Mollymaguire, sign up on the Irish Central dating site, I'm interested to know what its like. I'm attached so cant do it but can live vicariously through you

I blame the women,they should know that men need to be put in the mood..like make him a nice dinner and apple pie for desert,then bring him in 5 or 6 cans of cold beer while watching football, massage his shoulders and talk about his personnel interests like fast cars for a few hours.All women have to do to get a man into bed is do what men have been doing for centuries..lol

Hmmm. I smell Whiskey Dick.