Simple and brilliant

I've been struggling to convince myself to get fixed as well for the past few years. Just can't seem to get to the point where I willing let someone carve me up. Intellectually I get it, but somewhere deep down my internal caveman is screaming "You want to do what? Are You Crazy?"

When the thought of one more kid finally outweighs my juvenile pre-occupation with protecting the jewels, I'll make the responsible choice and stop over-populating the earth. Until then, as you said so eloquently:

Peas Out