I'm sure the whole "saving yourself for marriage" thing is great but personally, I wouldn't trade all the backseat rumbas, the backyard tussles or the "Oh My God, It Broke" depressions for all the purity in the world.
And I certainly wouldn't listen to a stuffed bear with no genitalia to help me defy all my lusty thoughts.
Unless of course that bear vibrated...then we might have a chat.
