What's good for the goose, is good for the... er... other goose.

They've done it! The people who brought us Father Daughter Purity Balls, have now come up with a male equivalent for young men and their mothers. Only this version is called and Integrity Ball, which does sound more manly.

And not a moment too soon. It's about time they expected chastity from boys as well. Surely if a girl keeps herself pure, swearing off sex until such time as she can get some guy to marry her, she deserves a shiny clean cock, unsullied by the extract of other woman, right? It's only fair.

Baker [ ] told them that while they might not believe it at the time, the
girl they may date in high school is probably not going to be the one they will
marry. “So you’re dating someone else’s future wife,” he told them. He also told
them that someone else may be dating their future wife.?”

Oh, silly me. Mustn't disappoint "someone" should we?

“If you knew somebody was with your future wife,” Baker asked them, “touching her in ways you wouldn’t like, pressuring her, how would that make you feel?”

Please think of the men! Some man might end up being married to that. But just in case the point hasn't been made clear enough, I'll let Jackie Detweiller, "an attractive 19-year-old young woman who is practicing abstinence" explain it more..

She told the tale of a person who had waited a long time to buy the car of
their dreams, but when the day arrived to drive it home, the dealer told them
that the steering had problems, that it had a lot of mileage on it, and had been
in a few wrecks.

Dear, the car analogy is a little bit old isn't it? Personally, as far as tired old metaphors go, I prefer the cow one...

How would you feel if you bought a cow, took it home from the shop and
found out it had been milked? You paid your own money for this cow,
and it had just given away milk like it was it's own to give!

Now, imagine that you met a cow who took it upon themselves to give you
their milk, and you went ahead and took it! Essentially you would be stealing
milk from another man. How would that make you feel, you milk stealer
you!

Moral of the story is, if you fuck a chick, make sure she's already a slut. Someone else already committed the property crime, and thus you are absolved.

Curtesy of others.

The mind, it just boggles...

I'm spending this Wednesday with God, which I've rather neglected of late. To those of you unfamiliar with my work of old, it's when I pick a random bible verse and come up with a few different interpretations of it. For example...

John 18:26... "One of the servants of the high priest, being his kinsman
whose ear Peter cut off, saith, Did not I see thee in the garden with him? 18:27
Peter then denied again: and immediately the cock crew."

a) Er, some guys are in a garden together, one of them who had his ear cut off by some perverted cunt and they're acting as if it's just some matter of fact thing, and a rooster crows. I'm sorry but what kind of sick fuck cuts someone's ear off? That's just not normal.

b) Sorry, all I can think of is porn, and some pretty sick stuff too.

c) He he, he said "cock crew".

Add yours in comments if you wish.

Now for the fun part, adding tags.

Some rather charming weather we're having..

My house..
Originally uploaded by Ms Kat.

Still no snow, and no sign of it coming. I have been blessed with a few rather lovely sunny days though. I took the opportunity to walk around a bit and stake out a few properties that I'm thinking of moving into one of these days when the lottery or that starring role works out for me. What do you think of this oen? Sure it needs a paint job, maybe a bright pink with green trimming, and a bit of work on the garden, perhaps a few giraffe and flamingo sculptures, but it ain't half bad and with a bit of work I think it could scrub up ok.

Worth a try I s'pose...

It's been egging me on for a while, but I finally took the plunge and changed over to "new blogger". I'm here now. So far I haven't partaken of the new features, I tried to update my template but they make you choose one of their selection, none of which I liked, and the setup is so different that I didn't know how to re-ad all my personal info and links and whatnot that I already had on the other template, so I just changed back, other than that I can see a possibility for labeling this post at the bottom, and a link that says "post options". Not much in that.

Not much to this new setup really... hmmm.

Get a room, will you!!

I don't know whether this is something that I just started noticing, or something people just have been doing more recently, but some people in my building are damn annoying. You see where I live, you can hear quite a lot through the walls. Occasionally I can hear someone in a flat below me if they have their television on quite loud for example, but it isn't usually so bad.

The last week or so, however, people have been making a habit of standing in the hallway, having loud conversations for what seems like ages (5 to 20 minutes maybe) in the morning! Well not technically morning, but what might as well be morning as far as I'm concerned.

I don't get it! It's one thing to pass someone in the hallway, or knock on their door and ask a quick question, get a quick answer and then get the fuck on your way, but if you want to have a bleedin' conversation then go into their fucking flat for fucks sake! I mean if you've got something important, or interesting or neither but it takes more than 30 seconds than invite em in to sit down, have a drink or something! Don't make the rest of us listen to your bullshit!

I don't know why people do this all of a sudden either. I've been living there for 2 months and I've never had a week where there were at least 3 different conversations in the hallway before the time I got up. It might be due to the lateness of my rising, but I've been getting up about the same time for at least a month. Maybe everyone else has gotten over their holiday hours and are back to work, I don't know. Actually come to think of it, there wasn't anyone talking loudly in the hall this morning (before 2pm). Maybe other people actually sleep in on the weekend. Who'd have thought it?

It's all my fault, as usual.

The weather has been most peculiar indeed! It's unseasonably warm. Some people blame global warming but I know better. Ever since about mid December I have been waiting literally with my index finger poised over the shutter button on my camera, waiting for it to snow. It can't be a coincidence. This is the first year I've been really ambitious about taking photos, and I'm anxious to capture Prague in all it's winter glory, but nothing. Not a drop. And if that's not enough, I actually went out and bought boots, especially for winter. I went out, braving the crowds and row after row of ugly cowboy boots, to buy some shoes suitable for the inevitable snow. In years past I've trudged through snow in my sneakers all winter.

And now I have have a pair of boots that can take on piles and piles of snow with ease, and no fucking use for them.

It's obviously my fault, it can't be a coincidence. So if you're in Prague, pining for the glory of winters past, then blame me. Of course, if you're in Prague and you just love the mild weather we're having then you can thank me. And buy me a beer.

I'm on a Rock & Roll!

There's something to be said for setting yourself really low goals. Not only have a I already made a sandwich, several in fact, I actually got myself some winter boots.

It almost didn't happen. I went out today with the aim of buying some clothing items that I really need. It was crowded, people didn't seem to understand the need to keep the fuck out of my way, and I didn't see much of what I liked. I mean, I don't care how fucking cold it is this winter, how much it snows or now much everyone else thinks they are beautiful, I'm not wearing boots in a cowgirl esque style. The fucking things are everywhere, you can barely find anything else. Is this actually in fashion anywhere in the known world, or are we just hopelessly clueless here. I'm betting on option #2.

I almost came home without anything, until I decided once more to to look in a shop that was one of the first I'd visited, and found some that looked alright for a pretty good price. So I got them. Now it can snow whenever it wants to. I won't get my toes wet now.

So I've already knocked off #9 and #8 from my resolutions list. Now all I have to do is drink a lot and not do much else. I've got this thing sorted.

It's 2007!

Whoop e fucking doo.