Farts louder than it must,
Betrays parental trust,
Tilts too soon to lust,
Avoids advice like rust,
Upends you back to dust
Convinced it all was just.

A glimpse of nipple and I’m in the gripple love. ;o )

I like this because it’s funny and because there’s something about cleavage and nipples that every time I’m drawn into their orbit it’s as if I had never been there before.

I am no longer a member of the Roman Catholic Church. I read my way in via Augustine and Aquinas but more recently read my way out.

Although I no longer regard the Magisterium as a reliable (or even consistent) teacher, I retain an academic interest in Catholic theology, especially the thought of the fifth-century Gallic monk Vincent of Lerins.

Who cares? Perhaps no one, but given that matters Catholic sometimes come up hereabouts, and given that I was known to be Catholic, it should ... read more