After we saw Phantom of the Opera, we were getting it on, I was being my normal loud self, and my then boyfriend let out with 'Sing for me, my angel of music.'
Like you, I started laughing so hard I couldn't finish.
harriet_spy: If I were Superman, I would not let a little thing like nudity slow down my superheroing! In fact, I would let it fly free and proud as I soared over Metropolis. Might actually improve morale!</font></span>
wal_lace: Ah, but you're assuming he would have nothing to be embarrassed about...</font></span>
harriet_spy: I'm SUPERMAN. Do I care if I have tiny man-parts? NO! If someone points and laughs, I'm all, "Oh, excuse me, I didn't realize that your larger genitalia allow you to lift a train the way I can. Oh, they can't? Excuse me, I have to go mack on Wonder Woman now."</font></span>
I'm gonna go be Fluffy now...
Such a shame that you didn't pause to investigate whether the numbers of babies born to unmarried women in the USA in all age groups have also increased dramatically since then.
Because they have, you know. Consistently. Almost every year. Particularly among white women in that pesky 25-35 age group, oddly enough. (You know, the women who, in a proper universe, would be barefoot and shackled to the stove bearing a beautiful new white baby to their
Lord and Masterproperly wedded husband every 18 months like clockwork.)