Disclaimer: This will no doubt offend some people, so don't hold it against me, you've be warned.
Today is the anniversary of the London bombings.
The whole religion thing from the last entry is still sitting in my head, and I can’t help but wonder what might convince people to die in order to get back at (?) the "infidel".
Ok, for all those young men, perhaps the promise of 72 virgins could do it – testosterone being what it is. ‘Cept where do all these virgins come from? Even they have to wonder. Who the hell has a limitless stash of virgins? And what happens when they no longer are virgins? Are they somehow recycled back into virginity and passed on to the next martyr?
And is it heaven for them too? Or are they in hell losing their cherry to a probably inexperienced kid who’s idea is to get through those 72 virgins as quickly as possible? Besides, who wants a virgin. If I were a martyr I’d much prefer an experienced woman who knows what she’s doing…
But then I’m neither a male nor a martyr, so what do I know.
3 comments:
lmao!!! yup,sounds like Personally i'd ratherbe a viking, meat,quaffing and generally rauscous behaviour, come on Valhalla!!!(reckon i could be a valkyrie? I am loud, buxom and can ride a horse)
Hey, I'm supposed to be a viking, and I never get to do stuff like that. No fair!
choochoo,get quaffing girl.
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