“‘Moral?’ The outworn hypocrisy of ‘morality’ is for the weak and foolish. We live in a modern, dynamic, masculine society. It is free and independent — it needs nothing but itself.”
“Are you saying it can’t get a date?”— Leutnant Winzig and Udo, from The Desert Peach
But my opinion is firm: it takes a lot of cheek to tag a girl with 尻神様, so you’ll need to back that up, even if you have to bend over backwards to round up proof that a candidate is ripe to make the cutoff short list. Rear views only, nothing half-assed, and don’t make any cracks about rump sessions, or it’ll all go pear-shaped.
Moon. Buns. Bottom. Behind. Bum. Tush. Fanny.
One of my favorite quotes applies here: “Anyone who takes this seriously deserves to.”
(via one of the many people offended by this, tee-hee)
[Update: surprisingly unprepared for the descent of an angry mob, the vendor has removed the outfit. This is why we can’t have naughty things.]
Literary Science Fiction: “No academic publisher would take it, so I threw in five lines about time travel and sold it to Asimov’s.”
See also Atwood, Margaret.
The real WTF is that it comes with a cabbage-broccoli salad.
[for the kana-deprived, the menu item is for “spaghetti meat sauce”, served with one of: beef, pork, ham, or classmate]
“What is that?”
“It’s priest, have a little priest.”
“Is it really good?”
“Sir, it’s too good, at least.”
Not pictured: the fourth food group, alcohol.
Yeah, what he said.
Yuka Ogura (小倉優香). Age 20. Yum.
I could stare at this smiley cutie for days. In fact, that’s why it took me so long to post this…