“G-Spot A Myth,” Says Undersexed Male Scientist

If you’ve ever been digging around in your girlfriend’s vagina for what seems like hours on-end with absolutely no sign of the sacred pleasure zone known the world over as the “G-spot,” then you’ve probably been privy to either one of a couple of thoughts:

1)      You are a horrible lover that couldn’t pleasure a 10 foot high G-spot with a pair of boxing gloves

2)      After a few minutes of exploring the inner workings of your girlfriends vaginal walls, you gave in and declared the G-spot a complete myth fabricated by a secret society of powerful women as a way to strip some power and pride away from men.

If #2 is the thought you’ve had, then you’ll be glad to know that some scientists in England have just proved you right. The researchers from King’s College in London have concluded that the cluster of nerve endings that make up the G-spot don’t really exist due to the fact that the ever fabled G-spot is subjective.

They came to this conclusion after gathering together hundreds of pairs of female twins. Each twin was given a questionnaire that pertained to their G-spot. The idea behind it is since twins share either 100% or 50% of the same genes, then their answers would have to be the same.

They weren’t. Therefore, science has yet to figure out how to sexually pleasure a woman.

The biggest and most obvious problem with the experiment isn’t the fact that the researchers didn’t take in to account different sexual positions, or lesbian or bi-sexual sex, as other researchers are claiming. No, the biggest problem is that in cases like this, the line between science and sexual molestation is very thin. A scientist can’t accurately gauge the location of the G-spot if he can’t get all up in that coochie and find it himself. In many women. At the same time, preferably.

The folks working on the Large Hadron Collider aren’t going to find the fabled Higgs-Boson particle by handing protons and electrons questionnaires.  They need to get all up in physics’ coochie and find that little elusive bastard themselves. In the world of science, that’s called “discovery.” Anywhere outside of science, that’s called “rape.”