As someone whose sex life with her ex-husband was compromised by his masturbation style (less so in the beginning years of our relationship, immensely so after 1o years of marriage), I strongly disagree.

Maybe I’m just freaky, but the idea of walking in on my partner getting off on porn is phenomenally hot.

My boyfriend and I had sex in a Mormon church in the primary room, but that isn’t the most sacrilegious I’ve gotten. My first lesbian sexual experience was in a handicapped bathroom (both able bodied), in a church, during a service.....(wait for it)..... about the sins of homosexuality!!!

This may qualify more as holy than sacriligeous. I spent part of my childhood in West Virginia, and our town had a little monument to Robert E. Lee. Supposedly it was the place where he first saw his horse, although that’s the kind of story that could easily be a local myth.

As Hank Hill says: You’re not making Christianity better, you’re making Rock and Roll worse!

I should add that my mom’s conversation with my brother went something like this:

Several halloweens ago, I was at a house party with a few friends and lots of people I didn’t know. I walked into the bathroom and walked right in on a nun giving a BJ to Jesus while he was drinking a glass of wine and smoking a cig.

Jesus Christ on a... himself.

Well this is a story of my grandfather at a moment of great family sadness and pain.

I wrote a parody of Passion of the Christ (as a kind of performance art piece) that was so sacrilegious that my friends who performed in it had their kid taken away in a custody dispute when the Catholic judge was shown pics of it. Took years to straighten out. Worst thing I ever accidentally did.

Not exactly IN a house of worship, but I did have sex on the sidewalk in front of the Mormon Genealogical Library in San Diego back in the early 90s.

I’m sure everyone else has a better one, but this is my best shot:

I rolled a joint with bible paper, rookie move

I don’t think that’s shade, just her run-of-the-mill attention whoring.

However, let’s not get ridiculous with all this talk of Michelle Duggar being a master at shade. She pulled off this one time, don’t go crazy.

Hello, I am a female of hispanic descent! I will never forget the day I was in 6th grade and one of the boys in my class was so kind as to point out my mustache. I feel your hairy pain. I cant wait to laser the shit out of my facial hair one day

My new “lifelong” fantasy is to be illustrated by Tara. Even if she chose to do it in a goofy Venice Beach artist style. This is just so gorgeous. Very interesting article.

My grandmother used to tell me to rub turmeric on my arms to remove the hair. It doesn’t work and the turmeric will dye your skin yellow

Or maybe for if you have any interest in cultures outside your own?