Well, no, it's no unique to the southern states. It was a commonly held
view among the philandering married people I worked with in another lifetime
in a photofinishing factory in the midwestern US.
--
Did I ever tell you about the time I was a department lead in the photo lab?
I asked Brenda (not her real name) to splice 35mm instead of twinchecking
for one night. Her eloquent reply has stayed with me for 12 years:
"F*ck you, Jim!
I ain't f*cking doing it!"
I assured her that I preferred that she would. She appealed to my boss,
who, in turn, assured her that she could do anything that she
golly-gosh-darn-well preferred to do. I asked my boss to please fire her
insubordinate, ignorant, foul, self instead. He demurred. I resigned
shortly thereafter...... I don't miss photofinishing much. :)
Lori delicately stated:
[[she defined "making
love" to be ONLY when she and her husband had the type
of intercourse that might beget offspring. (I'm
trying so hard to avoid being crude.) Other
"pleasures" didn't count as "making love." And in her
mind, if you weren't "making love" with someone else,
you weren't committing adultery.
Is this a perspective unique to the Southern states?]]
All the best,
Jim L'Hommedieu
