BRING ON THE DANCING GIRLS

[bedlamsbard]

I will not consider the whys and wherefores or the what the hells of having belly-dancers in a university dining hall, but damn, I approve of that particular surprise today.

(They were not that scantily-clothed; this is a respectable institution! Even if we do have dancing girls on the tables in the dining hall.)

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[ineptshieldmaid]

... may I metaquote this entire post?

[bedlamsbard]

But of course! I feel surprise!belly-dancers should be shared with the Internets.

[pinesandmaples]

this is a respectable institution

I often question that.

[ineptshieldmaid]

Done!

[bedlamsbard]

What was I saying the other day about New Orleans being a real classy place?

[bedlamsbard]

Just don't tell the prospies! (Although if there were any when this started up, I'm sure they're definitely going to be choosing Tulane.)

[pinesandmaples]

Oh, I'm down with lying to the preemies*. We weren't allowed to tell our preemies that there were lesbians at Wilson.

* potential students at Wilson = preemies
new freshwomen = shinies
mid-semester freshwomen = littles

[highlyeccentric]

We weren't allowed to tell our preemies that there were lesbians at Wilson.

Think of all the prospective lesbian students you stand to lose that way!

In all seriousness, what happens if they straight-up asked?

[bedlamsbard]

Trufax: when I was a prospie, one of the tour guides told us that Tulane was a dry campus, which is the lyingest lie that ever did lie.

[pinesandmaples]

Our target demographic was small-town Christian girls who loved Jesus, their ponies, their promise rings, and behaving like their parents taught them to. The lesbians went to "real" women's colleges, not Wilson.

In all seriousness, what happens if they straight-up asked?

We were supposed to lie. I was not allowed to interact with preemies--by order of the Dean of Admissions--because I looked like a lesbian. I was literally banned from the dining hall (our only food outlet) during admissions events along with several other students. They gave us gift cards to Sheetz and Papa Johns for the weekend.

Keep in mind that our college president--lovingly called "Moonbat"--went on the record multiple times that there were No Lesbians At Wilson when speaking to alumnae groups that included very prominent out lesbians.

[pinesandmaples]

HA HA HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[highlyeccentric]

Oh my. That's... so full of fail I do not know where to start.

Jesus. I *was* a small town Christian girl and I can happily say I would've run screaming from a place like that.

[pinesandmaples]

Yes, but did you love your pony in an all-too-real way that turns into creepy pretty damn fast?

[bedlamsbard]

...holy shit. Wow.

[highlyeccentric]

No. But probably only because I didn't have a pony.

[pinesandmaples]

That is probably a good thing.

I'm hella kinky, but I have to admit to experiencing a fair bit of cognitive dissonance when 18 year old virgins talked about the sexual connection they felt with their horse. (There is a TMI story to append here, but I don't want to force it on an unsuspecting audience.)

[highlyeccentric]

... you had good christian girls talking about their sexual connection with their horses? That is SPECTACULAR.

(I am guessing this has something to do with the shape of the saddle and conveniently-placed pressure and whatnot, yes?)

[pinesandmaples]

The phrase "he took my virginity" entered the discussion. And she was pleased about it. She considered it a loving and appropriate way for said thing to happen.

[highlyeccentric]

... I am really impressed with this person. It takes either great courage or a great lack of critical thinking to air such thoughts in Good Christian company!

[pinesandmaples]

More quotes: "God gave me my horse. My horse loves me so much."

[highlyeccentric]

God only ever gave *me* goldfish. I feel cheated!