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Who Says You Can't Buy Happiness?
by Mad Dog


A study found that increasing the frequency of sex from once a month to once a week provides as much happiness as a $50,000-a-year raise. Don’t be surprised if when your next performance review rolls around you don’t get the raise you’d been hoping for but instead get offered that hottie in accounting.
Everyone wants to be happy. Well, everyone except 21-year-old poets, Andy Rooney, and the Counting Crows. That’s why we spend so much of our time trying to fill our lives with more of the things that make us happy, like family, sex, money, and spiritual development. Just kidding about the last one. After all, this is America, where spiritual development means buying a used copy of Enlightenment For Dummies and sticking it under a leg of the dining room table to keep it from rocking when you cut your steak.

   The problem is that, with all the happiness choices we have, many of us think money is the key. Even though we’ve heard over and over that money can’t buy happiness, we can’t help but remember all the times we ran with scissors and didn’t poke our eyes out, so we’re understandably skeptical of anything They say. That’s why it’s nice to have scientific validation. No, a study wasn’t released that concluded you can indeed poke your eye out if you run with scissors, though I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if such a study has been done, most likely funded by the Glass Eye Institute of America (motto: “Here’s not looking at you, kid”). The study I’m talking about was titled "Money, Sex and Happiness: An Empirical Study" and it found that increasing the frequency of sex from once a month to once a week provides as much happiness as a $50,000-a-year raise. Don’t be surprised if when your next performance review rolls around you don’t get the raise you’d been hoping for but instead get offered that hottie in accounting.


What all this ignores is the fact that if you have the money you can buy the sex, therefore you can be happier. So in a slightly roundabout way, money can indeed buy happiness. Hah! 
   The economists who did this study specialize in the little known field of “happiness economics.” I know, I’d never heard of it either. They do research on how things such as unemployment or the position of an employee's desk affect one’s happiness. I don’t know about the desk part, but being unemployed is pretty much never a positive when it comes to a person’s happiness, and I feel safe in saying that even though I don’t have a degree in economics. Hey, if Mick Jagger, who does hold a degree in economics, can sing “I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her and she's so cold” with a straight face, I can say pretty much anything I want.

   The study also found that a lasting marriage brings $100,000 worth of happiness a year. In other words, a single person would have to earn an extra $100,000 a year to be as happy as a married person in a similar position. Now should you have a lasting marriage and have sex at least once a week — hey, quit laughing, it could happen — you’d be $150,000 happier than the single person sitting around eating Chinese food out of the container while watching reruns of Blind Date thinking, “I may be unhappy, but at least I don’t have to go out with that wacko and have someone draw cartoon bubbles that make fun of me.”

   What all this ignores is the fact that if you have the money you can buy the sex, therefore you can be happier. So in a slightly roundabout way, money can indeed buy happiness. Hah! I don’t need no stinkin’ economics degree or government grant, though come to think of it the grant would be nice because it would give me extra money I could use to buy — oh, you get the idea.


A German TV documentary called The Last Penis Operation recently featured the story of a man whose wife left him after he showed her his two penises. It kind of makes The Simple Life look like Masterpiece Theater, doesn’t it? 
   Unfortunately, even it were true that money could buy happiness, many of us would be shopping down the wrong aisle. Look at all the lottery winners who have squandered their money on flashy cars, his and hers RVs, bad business investments, and anyone who sticks their hand out except me, winding up flat broke in two years. And what about men. We couldn’t find happiness if it sat next to us on the Barcalounger during the Super Bowl. Hell, most guys equate happiness with their penis. I know, big shock, isn’t it? Well now we have proof that it just doesn’t work that way.

   Ask any man if he’d have more and better sex — which we now know is the equivalent to a big raise at work — if he had two penises and he’d laugh. Not because it’s funny, but because the answer’s so obvious. Well, it turns out the answer’s not as obvious as you might think. A German TV documentary called The Last Penis Operation recently featured the story of a man whose wife left him after he showed her his two penises. It kind of makes The Simple Life look like Masterpiece Theater, doesn’t it? It turns out that Michael Gruber lost his natural born organ in a motorbike accident, so doctors built him a new one. It worked so well that he fathered a child, but Gruber, being male, wanted a better one so he asked doctors to build him a nicer model. The doctors, being cautious types, left the first one in place until they were certain the new one would take. When Gruber showed his wife the double header, she packed up and left. So much for doubling your pleasure.

   So now we’ve not only proven that money can indeed buy happiness, but also that two heads aren’t always better than one. Keep all this in mind the next time you ask for a raise. And the next time you have sex.

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