I’m never having sex again.
Today, as I was walking over the prison-styled interior of the Washington Avenue Bridge, I was handed a pamphlet by an elderly woman. It was addressing the always-timely issue of why having sex with a woman before we’re wed to eachother is going to send me to Hell. That got me pretty nervous, but I thought I might’ve found a loophole. Then I read that having sex with a man would definitely and irrevocably send me to Hell, and all my hopes were dashed.
I’ve been swayed, and now I’m never going to have sex with anybody ever again.
