This hilariously bad 1946 Disney film titled--I'm not making this up--"The Story of Menstruation" reminds me of my mother's description of sex-ed in the 1950s.  As she came out, she turned to the girl who had been sitting next to her and said "I understand everything except one thing.  How does the sperm get to the egg?"

Anyway, hopefully this will take your mind off your market worries.  I know it did wonders for my morale.

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