Sunday I went out to lunch and sat next to my worst nightmare… a bunch of teen girls from a church youth group. Believe what you want to believe, but church is my own personal hell. I can say that because I’m the product of private Christian schooling… scary, isn’t it?
So I was sitting near these girls and their youth group leader, and they starting talking about their future wedding nights. They were saying sex would hurt on their wedding nights, but it would be a good kind of hurt because they’d be giving themselves to their husbands.
Give me a damn break. Most of these girls won’t be virgins on their wedding nights. Hell, most of them won’t be virgins after their first year of college. But lucky for the church girls, I wasn’t in the mood to burst their bubbles…or cherries.








