Comments | fluffy_goddess: Yeah, okay, I'm in.

fluffy_goddess

Yeah, okay, I'm in.

Apr 22, 2010 13:31

Boobquake 2010: Monday, April 26th.

I will have to raid the very back of my closet for something that's cleavage-baring, considering my usual style, but I shall do so. If you live in a situation where supporting this is possible for you, and you are comfortable doing so, let your necklines plunge and pass it on. Or, you know, just get out there ( Read more... )

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fluffy_goddess April 23 2010, 21:13:35 UTC

I think the logic is: boobies make men want to have sex, so then they commit adultery, and then his Perpetually Angry Old Guy In The Sky gets even angrier, and smites the earth. Because apparently it's impossible to just, say, make all adulterers totally impotent. And also, it's the women's fault, because men are perfect (even the adulterers) and it can never be their fault at all, and it must be because evil temptresses tempted them.

On the one hand, this is so seriously crazy that I think the fundamentalists preaching this are actually evil, and the only response to that is mockery and common sense, applied in turn. On the other hand... actually, the only other hand I have is that he's acknowledging the great and awesome power of boobs. I happen to like boobs, and I happen to like irreverence, so this seems like a good response to me. Plus, you know, the weather's looking good; I'll maybe add an open cardigan if I need one.

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fluffy_goddess April 24 2010, 07:01:57 UTC

Thanks ^.^

Beats me.

And: As reasons to cause earthquakes go, that actually makes sense. I think if I were a god-thing I'd be the god-thing other god-things hate, because I'd spend all my time going "No! These are my worshipers! I shall feed them on succulent fruits and encourage sexual fulfillment and they shall sing songs in praise of my ample tracts of land generosity, and you can't have any! Go away, other god-things and their worshipers, because I will reign fire and destruction and tapioca custard upon thee!" I would also smite unbelievers, and if anyone went around murdering people in my name I would hang them upside down by their ankles from the clouds until they agreed to be reasonable. If they did not agree to be reasonable, eventually I'd let the birds eat them ( ... )