GIMR wrote:Can the women share the men in polyandry? I don't know much about it. I'd add Mok to that, and make him chief husband. Only because I know he'd be fair with the others.
That's why I could not be a polygamous wife, I'd insist on being head wife, and I'd control when the other wives got to see my husband. They'd each have their one day out of the year, and if they didn't concieve on that one day, then tough luck.
That's why I told Bond I left Mok off my list. I knew he was YOUR man! ;)
I'm a territorial little fart, aren't I?
Each one has to find his peace from within. And peace to be real must be unaffected by outside circumstances. -Ghandi
GIMR wrote:Done already. I anticipated your coming. Step into the hot tub.
Cool, I can bring my own loincloth and large palm leaf fan ;)
"Surely he knows that DCP, The Nehor, Lamanite, and other key apologists..." -Scratch clarifying my status in apologetics "I admit it; I'm a petty, petty man." -Some Schmo
Jason Bourne wrote: Ok Bond, now I have to kill you. We will see who the top bad bad boy really is.......See you in Monte Carlo.
See liz, this is why polyandry for you women would not work. Us guys will just kill each other off.
Alright....you'll know me by my sign. The name is Bond...James Bond.
And I bet Runtu would beat us all up (he is the light heavyweight champion of Mormon competitive fighting after all ;)
"Whatever appears to be against the Book of Mormon is going to be overturned at some time in the future. So we can be pretty open minded."-charity 3/7/07
Bond baby says, "I think we need a thread about hedonistic indulgence rather than atheistic nihilism."
Truer words were never spoken.
I bailed on that thread--the pedantry was too thick for me to slog through without getting paid for it. That's why I'm not on the conference circuit much these days. Tenure has its privileges! (Plus, not only was my honesty and competence impugned, but I was refered to as "he!")
I noticed that Gaz's post reference cupcake licking! Sweet!
From the Ernest L. Wilkinson Diaries: "ELW dreams he's spattered w/ grease. Hundreds steal his greasy pants."