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From the BBC article ‘US chastity ring funding attacked‘:

The American Civil Liberties Union has filed a lawsuit against the US government over its funding of a nationwide sexual abstinence programme.

The ACLU says the Silver Ring Thing programme violates the principle that the state budget cannot be used to promote religion.

The programme, which targets teenagers, is an offshoot of a Christian ministry. Since 2003, it has received more than $1m from the Department of Health and Human Services.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank the ACLU for pointing out the conservative right’s religious agenda… thank you. And for all of you who are reading this wondering whether or not I like Stephen Harper, my answer is no. If this is Harper’s agenda, I will not be voting conservative.

Last week I was cruising through the news trying to find interesting stories involving sex… but instead I was bombarded by article upon article reporting how abstinence programs are completely ineffective and that since programmes are teaching abstinence, there are less and less teenagers using protection when they do have sex. While the numbers of teenagers swearing abstinence to God is increasing, the number of teenagers still having sex remains the same (regardless of their petty promises to a ridiculous idol).

And if there is any question as to whether this really is an undeniably religious programme, just have a look at the following verses from the Bible that are inscribed on the ring: 1 Thessalonians 4, 3-4 (ie. “God wants you to be holy, so you should keep clear of all sexual sin. Then each of you will control your body and live in holiness and honour.”). Hmmm… isn’t that nifty. It’s crap like this that makes me joke to fundies about my devotion to the dark lord.

The other day I went for lunch with my friend Barbaråsa, and she told me a funny thing. If the term “faith” were replaced with the term “superstition” then would you sit back and allow the government to give so much money to these “superstition-based” programmes?

My baby picked me up from strip class tonight and all the way home in the car I knew I wanted to do it… I wanted to perform for him and show him what tricks I’ve been learning at the class… so, as soon as we got in the front door I set everything up. I sneakily changed my undergarments so that I was wearing even sexier (and matching) lingerie, brought a chair into the living room and chose some music.

My music choice was Closer by Nine Inch Nails… a song that I’ve always thought was incredibly sexy and definitely expresses the way I want to treat my darling Zod. I turned the music on, sat down in my chair and started the mating ritual… it all went very smoothly until I realized that I forgot something… oh well, I picked back up where I should have and continued on… wowing him at the arch of my back. The dance was great except for one thing… I forgot to take my top off! I removed my jeans, but neglected to recall the part where I was supposed to take my top off…

Oh well… better luck next time… and I really do I hope to do it again soon.

If you’d like a laugh, you ought to check out the article ‘Pron Generation’. The article talks about 5ex addicts and pron addictions. It’s the most one-sided article ever… I almost feel as if it is written by a fundie who is pretending to be a scholar!

I, personally, love pron and watch it for enjoyment and to get ideas on how to improve upon my already perfect techniques.

There are many stupid parts to this article and here are some highlights:

One addict who’ll we’ll call chuck says, “for 30 years I never had a clue I was an addict. Never had a clue my behavior was an addiction.” ”

“Many women already feel pressured enough by pop culture image makers. Some are seeking the help of campus counselors about internet p0rn.”

Regarding Internet pron: “A fantasy rush that’s very addictive says Oestreich, “It’s very similar to the crack cocaine process simply because of the power of it.”

Please feel free to read the whole article, but Zod… please do not join 5ex Addicts Anonymous or anything… I love you the way you are.

Umm… Apparently this month is Mastirbation Month (MSN won’t allow me to write the proper spelling, so I’ve changed it so that I can get my point accross) and there are many Mastirbate-A-Thons going on accross North America. I don’t even know what to say about this… but hey, if any of my own friends want to ask me to sponser them… I will gladly do it.

Yesterday I had my hair done… freshly blondified, cut and straightened… so Zod and I decided to go for a night on the town. The original plan included going out for a nice meal, but as the day progressed we realized that if we did go out for dinner, we would only arrive at the restaurant around 9pm. So, instead we ordered in and got dressed for the after-party… our field trip to a local strip club.

Now, I’ve been to Chez Parée before, so instead of going there again we decided to try something else… like Super Sexe. After slipping the bouncer a retarded amount of money, we were seated right in front of the stage (my favorite place to sit).

Most of the performances were pretty boring; the first was a skinny Paris Hilton cheap reject, the second was a hot brunette (’hot’ because she had a similar body type to moi, of course), the third was a skanky-looking Asian chick who was great at horizontal floorwork and then there were a few more girls who looked like they could walk around… yay. Nothing much caught my attention until this plain-Jane chick got on the stage wearing a tank top and boyshorts. She had her hair tied up in a messy bun and she wasn’t even wearing any makeup… but she blew everyone away with her talent. When I first saw her I noticed her ass wasn’t much to look at… but did she ever make up for it! This girl was doing chin ups and crunches on the ceiling bars, hanging upside down on a pole supported only by one leg, stripping while swinging violently upside down from the ceiling bars, jumping down into splits and (my favorite) her choice of music ROCKED!!! She was wonderful… and she more than made up for the shitty performances of the other dancers… I mean walkers…

Just before we left, there was a live lesbian performance on stage which was pretty good. Unfortunately one of the chicks was pretty old looking (not a bad body… although she did have a strage wrinkly back). I would have gladly accepted a lap dance from the brunette in the mix.

However, after the lesbian act it was downhill… it was as if the women kept getting more and more voluptuous, and well I tend to like women who have the same body-type as me. There was something called an “Erotic Bed” at the club, but Zod and I didn’t bother this time… instead, we went home to our own Erotic Bed and finished the night in style…

I hope to report on more strip clubs in the future… perhaps we’ll have to go to a strip club everytime we travel… is that a good incentive to go traveling with me, Zod?