Johnny Sperm and The Embryo

Johnny hadn't been out for days. The crowd around him was getting larger and larger.
"Hey! I was here first", Johnny said to the other sperm. "Line forms behind me, Bitches"!
The dream of every sperm is to be there on that special day, to outrace, and out maneuver a billion other sperm and get to that sweet, beautiful egg.
The problem , besides the odds, is that the sperm's owner is not always looking for an "exact hit". Most of the time a sperm will wind up egg-less, in a tissue, or somewhere else outside the lady's hoo hoo.

Johnny lived inside the left testicle of a Swede named Hans Stroker. The time had come when it was "safe" for Hans to take the sperm out for a little "road trip", and they were primed and ready.

Johnny had become quite prolific at distinguishing a false alarm from the real deal. He had seen sperm after sperm lose their lives. He's seen them get trapped in condoms, shot through te air, and miss the elusive egg by a kizillionth of a megamilimicrometer.
It had been 3 days since Hans ejaculated, while his girlfriend ovulated (or so they thought), and his sperm had grown restless.

Johnny could hear the faint sound of a Marvin Gaye song, so he knew the time had come. He had a good feeling about this one. Johnny took off to for the egg, hoping he wouldn't end up like all those other poor sperm., the old "so close yet so far" syndrome.

"Holy shit", Johnny thought. "There it is!" "He I come, baby, here I come!" he yelled.

Poor Hans and his girlfriend never saw Johnny coming, and come he did.His dream was finally realized when Johnny received "embryo status"..

Hans Stroker and his girlfriend, Gretta Liepza learned a valuable lesson.

Unlike Marvin Gaye, Gretta's "rhythym" leaves a lot to be desired.

And as for the rest of Hans' sperm, especially the Left Testicle Boyz, well, it's gonna be a long, long, summer.