I spent an evening in with two friends and some cheap red wine. They had just had been reunited with an old school friend the night before, who had gone to London to study dance, and, naturally become a Born Again Christian (or similar, my friends were somewhat fuzzy as to the exact branch of Christianity. A ’silly’ one, apparently.) Here’s the question we’ve all wondered. What does an attractive dance student Christian, preserving herself for marriage, do when she goes out with a fellow attractive church member? Why, one introduces a Rule. A strong, firm and clear Rule, to keep one on the right side of Jesus – never a fan of that kind of fiddling. A Rule that is to last one until holy matrimony. So, what does one get? ‘Let’s Not Have Sex Then’? ‘Excuse Me, Stay Away From That Vagina’? Oh no. You need a catchphrase.
You need ‘Don’t Touch What You Don’t Have’.
Genius.
