The condom just might be the single most compelling reason for monogamy. Sure, it prevents pregnancy, but lots of things do that, and without looking bad, smelling bad and feeling bad. It looks silly and a little sad, the same way dogs in sweaters do. No matter how incongruous the sight of a hygenically sheathed member, however, it can't compete with the condom's first appearance on the set for sheer awkwardness.
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The mood limps along with a broken leg, the rider slumped in the saddle. That's just too bad. This is the '90s, and condoms are a fact of life. And if we're smart, says Anthony Marek, we'll teach our youth to get used to them too. Marek is project coordinator for Project Action, a nonprofit group devoted to preventing teen pregnancy and STDs.