Actually, that's not bad advice.
However, since I seriously do not think that I'll ever get married to any of these modern women today, I see no good reason to keep my balls. I mean, feminists have been putting me on a guilt trip for even having balls all my life, and as a Christian, secular society doesn't even want to hint that I might have balls. I'm caught in a socio-sexual world war and I'm just weary off it all. Seriously. I just want to give the fickle world what it wants and be at peace. Besides, I'd just have to fight with some half baked, socially brainwashed Christianette anyway. All the women today think Christian men are monks anyway. Why keep fighting? The false church has done its job well in brainwashing the masses into believing that all the sexual force pertains only to clubbers and bar trash. Why keep fighting such a futile war with hundreds of millions of idiots who will never get it? I don't see a point in it. At 37 years old, all the pretty Christian women have all been married, divorced and have 3 kids anyway (because they were looking for love in all the wrong places, were doing everything except what they should have been doing, and now want me to fix their screwed up lives). As for the rest, they are all fat and ugly. Yes, it's true. I know. I've been there. I've seen the other side. And then they say something to me like, Well, brother Anastasis, you know that you should be looking the spirit of the woman and not just the flesh, because that's where the beauty is. Yada, yada, yada... all excuses for being fat and eating too much fast food. Besides, all my children would have type 2 diabetes. I'm not going to have a bunch of degenerate, junk food munching rug rats in my house, I'll tell you that much.
I'm just to the point of being finished with them all. I'll cut off my balls, they can all go be lesbian Wiccans, and to hell with it. They can all burn at the stake for all I care, and I'll be glad to light the pire.
I'll lose my balls before I sell out to these bitches.