Stating the obvious has never been so entertaining.
Check out this Web site, "How not to get laid." Yes, there is entire site dedicated to stories of horror between the sheets. Awesome.
I scrolled through the page a bit this morning and I was most entertained by a story from a woman whose plan to entice her husband with a sexy lap dance was aborted when a pocket knife flew out of her pocket as she removed her jeans. And yes, you guessed it: The knife stabbed her husband.
How not to get laid? I'd offer one contribution: Any pre-nookie activity that culminates in crying.
Thoughts?