Is Moobs in my future?

I found I have to take a testosterone supplement. Does this mean I will get urges to watch Lifetime? HALLMARK? I'm depressed. Will my manly manliness stay in tack? Will I still be able to walk up to a woman and Greet her with "Say Baby" and her not invite me shopping. My future is uncertain

The more time a man spends in the company of women, the more domesticated he becomes.  It's inevitable.  Try not to think of it as losing Testosterone.  Instead, think of it as watching helplessly as your virility is slowly and methodically crushed into a sickly gelatenous gooey paste under the spiked heel of the constant, endless, incessant Estrogen Onslaught until, at last, you finally find relief in the sweet release of death.

It's much more pleasant that way. 

I have to go.  I've been told that I need to go shop for lace doilies now.

Or put your make-up on while sat at a green light?

 
Shirley that's only one task?

Funny you should mention testosterone

We are doing doing a musical called "What A Knight"

and this thread reminded me of a scene...... That I might have to cut from the script being this is a Christian Private school - none the less .. here is the script in question 


Camelot Castle, lunchtime. Princess Alberta, Alfreda and Almira enter, chatting excitedly about the forthcoming banquet.
ALBERTA: I can’t wait till the royal banquet tonight!
ALFREDA: Dancing till dawn in our new dresses!
ALMIRA: With all those gorgeous knights!
ALBERTA: Oooh, the biceps!
ALFREDA: Oooh, the triceps!
ALMIRA: Oooh, I’m feeling faint just thinking about it!
ALBERTA: I know, each one a handsome hunk of a hero!
ALFREDA: A hundred pounds of beefcake squeezed into a suit of shining armour!
ALMIRA: Oh, I love tinned meat! (they scream at each other in a silly girl way)
ALBERTA: Look, they’re coming this way. Alright, girls, just act natural.
They all strike ridiculous, over-the-top pouting poses. The knights run in, thinking the princesses are in
trouble.
SIR ROUNDSOUND: Knights to the rescue! The princesses are in danger!
SIR LOINSTEAK: Have no fear, the knights are here!
ALFREDA: Oh, be still my beating heart!
ALMIRA: I think I’m going to die!
ALBERTA: You can just smell the testosterone! <<< the line in question 

The knights all sniff their armpits. Sir Veillance approaches Princess ???

 
SIR VEILLANCE: We heard screams, my lady. Tell me, are you in distress?

I attended a private Catholic school (St. Johns).  Although I don't find that line particularly offensive, some may have issues.
 
Karyn is correct, you need something there.  Perhaps change the line to, "....smell their presence"

Some people hate plaid pleated jumpers.