tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506514005426983269.post3929015447186436143..comments2023-10-28T08:02:44.565-05:00Comments on illusory tenant: Women wearing pantsillusory tenanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08524761974822871419noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506514005426983269.post-25535498782456233422008-06-24T21:24:00.000-05:002008-06-24T21:24:00.000-05:00Armani 4: 1-121. And lo, a simple shepherd boy di...Armani 4: 1-12<BR/><BR/>1. And lo, a simple shepherd boy did wander in the desert, clad in his loincloth and sandals, to be with his God, when he came across a demon<BR/><BR/>2. And the demon spake thus: Oh shepherd boy! thou art comely and lithe, and your seed precious, stand with me<BR/><BR/>3. And the simple shepherd boy was sore afraid and trembled and cried out "No demon, be gone! For thou art not of my God, the lord of hosts!"<BR/><BR/>4. But the demon did tempt the simple shepherd boy with a spaghetti strap camosol and black faux-leather hot pants and fuck-me pumps, and a shepherd's crook adorned with a kingly phallus. And the simple shepherd boy did gaze up these adornments in wonder. Then the simple shepherd boy gazed down at his girded loins, and he was sore ashamed.<BR/><BR/>5. And the demon spake thus: "I can see you are ashamed of your girded loins, and the sun that blesses the crops doeth harm to your naked back and arms. I offer you clothing fit for a king! Why are thou so hesitant, oh simple shepherd boy! Let me anoint thee with moisturizer!<BR/><BR/>6. And the simple shepherd boy's tongue was still, for he had no answer, and the day was drawing to a close and lo he was sore tired. So he took the spaghetti strap camosol and the black faux leather hot pants and the fuck-me pumps, and did ungird his loins in front of the demon, for the simple shepherd boy was now without shame.<BR/><BR/>7. And lo! The simple shepherd boy did adorn himself with the demon clothing, much to the demon's delight.<BR/><BR/>8. And the demon spake thus: Relax. Don't do it. When you want to go to it. Relax. Don't do it.<BR/><BR/>9. Then the earth opened and a clap of thunder did roar across all the land! and the Lord Thy God did speak: Simple Shepherd Boy! Why dost thou displease me with thy dress? Such is an abomination in my eyes!<BR/><BR/>10. And the simple shepherd boy did tremble in fear.<BR/><BR/>11. Then a plague of locusts descended on the desert and slew the simple shepherd boy thus.<BR/><BR/>12. the endethAutismNewsBeathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07067342515765043878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506514005426983269.post-29022264554246743292008-06-24T18:13:00.000-05:002008-06-24T18:13:00.000-05:00Whoops, you're right! Fixed.Whoops, you're right! Fixed.illusory tenanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08524761974822871419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506514005426983269.post-82740035076090844892008-06-24T15:30:00.000-05:002008-06-24T15:30:00.000-05:00That's not the whole essay. You left out my favor...That's not the whole essay. You left out my favorite part:<BR/>"The woman who pioneered women wearing pants was the actress Katharine Hepburn. She became rich and famous but never experienced a happy marriage and never knew the joy of having children. Her philosophy of life of being unfeminine resulted in her not fulfilling her purpose of life."<BR/><BR/>Ug. Gross. Is having children my purpose in life? I think not. I'm actually even wearing a dress today, and this so-called essay is making me feel dirty for it.Jennifer Rouanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12190726482623408396noreply@blogger.com