Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Oh Noes!

Juli Slatterly, who is totally a psychologist (specifically a "Christian psychologist", whatever the hell that means) says romance books are as addictive for women as porn is for men. Which probably means erotic romance is like a viscous speedball and we are all pushers.

Apparently romance fiction makes women disappointed that their real husband is not, in fact, a vampire Highlander from Mars with a twelve inch member. As a result they run off to Vegas and start selling themselves on street corners to pay for their Harlequin habit. Or even, God-literally-forbid, not getting married at all.

Or so reports Kimberly Sayer Giles from "Bountiful Utah". So, no agenda there then.

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