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Never Too Late!
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Easter. It's all about Jesus, isn't it? He was crucified on Friday, died the same day (most crucifixion victims take a couple of days to die) and was buried, and rose again in three days, on the Sunday. Oh, but wait a sec... You'd have thought someone would have noticed something here, like, about 1900 years ago.

Easter. Where does the name come from? According to the Venerable Bede, from Oestre, an ancient Anglo-Saxon/Germanic pagan fertility goddess. Easter, the beginning of spring, when the girls are suddenly all in short skirts, and people are smiling at each other, emerge blinking from their winter hibernation with their hormones stirring to life...

Easter.... Oestre... oestrogen... reproduction... sex... What, you never wondered why the symbols of Easter are chicks, and eggs, and... bunny rabbits? You must have heard the old expression "to fuck like rabbits", from your grandma or somebody.

Where does this all leave Jesus, then?

Just fuck Jesus, you might say...

Well yeah. Hell yeah, why not? Think about it... Gay Six-way Jesus Gang-bang Orgy! to celebrate this pagan festival of mating and sex...

Six-way, you ask? Well, count the holes...

So. Happy Easter, y'all, and Happy Jesus Six-way Gang-bang!

(Oh, and more on Easter... via malung-tv-news on the Dean of St. Alban's, the Very Reverend Jeffrey John's bizarre Easter radio broadcast: What sort of God was this, getting so angry with the world and the people he created and then, to calm himself down, demanding the blood of his own son? And anyway, why should God forgive us through punishing somebody else? It was worse than illogical, it was insane. It made God sound like a psychopath. If any human being behaved like this, we would say they were a monster.)