It's a bit of a surprise to me, too -- I was raised Catholic, complete with Jesuit schools, and the only person who ever even hinted at condemning masturbation was my grandmother, who would always yell if she'd see me in bed with my hands under the covers for any reason - she insisted I sleep with my hands out. (I, being about seven at the time, had no clue what she was talking about...)--
"I give you the beautiful... the talented... the tirelessly atomic-powered...
R!
DOROTHY!
WAYNERIGHT!
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
"I give you the beautiful... the talented... the tirelessly atomic-powered...
R!
DOROTHY!
WAYNERIGHT!
--
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.