It starts with two women who are discussing the Bechdel test.
Next they have forty-five minutes of obscenely graphic lesbian sex.
Technically, order it passes the test for gender equality.
It starts with two women who are discussing the Bechdel test.
Next they have forty-five minutes of obscenely graphic lesbian sex.
Technically, order it passes the test for gender equality.
Hi Everyone,
Here’s some more I’m bringing over from Skippy Sez. Since I’ll be posting here regularly instead, I’m going to eventually just shut that site down. At the least, redirect it over here.
Here’s more stuff my husband Skippy has said.
God, the Alpha and Omega, creator of all things stirred from what appeared to be one hell of an alcoholic binge.
Groggily he pulled himself upright wincing that as the bright sun bored into his head like a laser.
“Let there be less light” he muttered, with a sigh as the ambient light dipped to more acceptable levels. As his vision cleared he saw a three headed blurry monster that eventually resolved itself into a single Archangel Michael, giving him a very scolding look.
“Oh dear me…did I do something bad while I was hammered?”
(more…)
*Ding Dong*
Hello Sir? My name is Skippy. I couldn’t help but notice that you are still here, despite the fact that the rapture was supposed to be yesterday. Yes sir. Yes. I understand how you might find it comforting to believe that a guy who incorrectly predicted the Apocalypse previously and in direct defiance of stated biblical position might be wrong. But Mr. Harold Camping has assured us that he was correct this time, and he used math and everything. Why no sir. I am not at all here to make fun of you for falling prey to the ravings of a mad man. Nothing could be further from the truth.
You see, I know that he was right. Completely and totally.
(more…)
I know that somewhere out in the world, at least one of my readers has just remembered what day it is. And that reader is currently scrambling to figure out how to get an appropriate Valentine item for their significant other, without risking their career by abandoning work.
Don’t worry. Skippy’s got your back.
There is some sort of Watership Down/Blackhawk Down joke in here somewhere that I can’t quite get to work.
Everyone who was planning on getting through your day without seeing graphic depictions of Private Military bunnies going to town with automatic weapons, please step forward.
Not so fast readers.
I am furious that I didn’t think of this first.
I did something bad today.
I found out about some reverend in Texas who put up a website so that his church can try to publicly shame businesses that don’t have Christian specific holiday decorations and themes. Because as we all know, failure to allow one group to totally dominate all form of discourse is basically just oppression.
They have this whole “Naughty” vs “Nice” them going on.
I submitted my parents Synagogue, in the naughty category, for not having Christmas decorations, but still putting up decorations for the religions of other faiths.
Curious to see what happens.
Last night I met Natalie Imbruglia, and asked her “Are you planning to succumb to the dark powers of Sla’anesh?”
She replied “You’re a little late, I’m already Khorne.”
With apologies