Two kinda cool things happened recently.
First, remember that sex show in Abbottsford that got canceled a while back?
I mean really, I almost feel lazy writing about this story because it requires so little effort on my part. What could I possibly add to this story? Abbotsford was going to actually have some fun, until the religious folks caught wind of it, and like the proverbial dog in the manger, decided to uphold their reputation as the town from Footloose. Because, you know, drinking leads to touching, and touching leads to those funny feelings that the priest told me was the influence of Satan, possessing your wee-wee. And won’t somebody think of the children?
Yeah, I had a good time with that one. Well guess what – the show is back on! [Read more…]