
Not invited to the goddess camp
June 24, 2008The man dropped to his knees in the sand, began playing “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” on a hand-carved flute.
“I’m living on a boat out there,” he said. “I’m camping on my friends’ land.”
He began telling tales of the back-country women who won’t sleep with him, the way they form goddess camps to which he is not invited.
“I just tell them, well, I have a god camp,” he said. “I don’t get it. I think they take the whole celibacy thing a little too far.”
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