The way they found out was, the head Cheerleader, after tasting her salad screamed, "hey, there's cum in this dressing." "Quiet," said the quarterback. "Everybody will want some". One of the big multinationals will pick it up here pretty quick. It'd be big in France. They'll be the ripoffs, the synthetics.....then, somebody will come out with, "now, with real spooge!". Now, there's a job for you. How do you get excited enough to ejaculate into a jar? "hey, Frank. What took you so long". "Aw, man, I was thinking about baseball scores." I'm sorry. This is my cry for help.