November 12, 2008
Okay, Take Your Medicine
Saw this in the Dallas Morning News today:
Fellowship Church pastor Rev. Ed Young preaches a sermon dealing with sex while sitting on a bed at the Grapevine church. Rev. Young is issuing a challenge this Sunday for married couples to have sex on seven straight days.
You have to see the picture.
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“Sex is like Super Glue. It’s a spiritual thing, an emotional thing,” he says.
It’s true–Super Glue always gets me right here.
I’m wondering if thinking about it for 7 straight days would count?
I don’t think so, Phil. If you can’t get to heaven on good works, you can’t achieve sexual godliness by just thinking about it. That’s the fundamentalist interpretation, anyway.
I do like the idea of sexual godliness and have to say Cindy I half suspected that thought alone was never gonna be enough
Depends on the thoughts, if Abelard is to believed.
:sigh:
Does it count as foreplay when I shout, “Come out, Lazarus!”?
That always works for me.
Yeah. And I just now thought of a line that appears in a heap of blues songs.
I think if all
see, the excitement got the better of me! Bloody laptop in Bloody Crete of a stolen wifi connection!
As I was saying before I hit enter….I think if all words can be included in foreplay then life is all the sweeter…I will pick my moment carefully and try “Come out, Lazarus!”
“Roll away the stone” is another good one. (And a fine Mott the Hoople tune.)
“Satan, get thee behind me.”
Mike. I am sitting in a public venue. Public, mind you. And I have not only laughed aloud but I have snorted. In a most unattractive fashion.
Thank you. It was fun.
As one who is astrologically on the cusp I constantly find myself being caught between here and there so “Either put it in or take it out, just don’t leave it there” seems to crop up a lot.
Now on that note I must slip off to bed before I disgrace myself further!
Did you hear about the Irish prisoner who mixed up the superglue and the Vaseline?
He was in for life.
I’ll get my coat…
Foreplay, in Arkansas:
“Brace yourself, Betty Lou, here I come!”
Thank you. I’ll be here all week.
Beginning this Sunday? Maybe they should all get started right there at church in that ugly-ass bed–a regular Hallelujah! dog-pile. Then they could zip up and lower skirts and head right back to the pews for more news about the pillar of salt and expendable daughters.