(Ashley, this blog post is dedicated to you...because you probably will feel uncomfortable just looking at the photo below.)
A friend of mine recently told me that she was invited to a Cuddle Party. She wasn't quite sure if that was what it was called, and she really didn't know what it was. So she researched it & sent me a link to the Cuddle Party Alabama website. Ok, take a look at this website & let me know what you think. (Be sure to look at the photo gallery!) What exactly is going on at these parties?? Those people look like a bunch of hippie tree-hugger swingers to me. I'm not sure who the guy is that started this craze - if you want to call it that - but apparently he was a very lonely man. What were his initial thoughts? "I have no significant other, child, sibling, parent, friend, dog, or cat to cuddle...I think I'll have a party & cuddle with complete strangers! That will certainly fill the void in my life."
Don't get me wrong - as humans, we do need non-sexual physical contact with other humans. But two observations about this Cuddle Party idea: 1) I don't believe much comfort will come from cuddling with complete strangers, and 2) Once again, people are trying to fill the voids in their lives with something other than God.
Of course, I'm not saying there is anything necessarily wrong with going to a cuddle party, but I am definitely saying that if you attend one, and I find out, I will definitely make fun of you.
Ok so I actually WENT to this website and am completely weirded out by it. who would go to one of those things??!? the photo gallery is quite disturbing...
ReplyDeleteDANGER! DANGER! The troubling part of this post is that I recognized the address on the website. I do not know that hippie, Len Daley, but your mother does. You will have to ask her. It is a small, small world.
ReplyDeleteI really don't even know what to say...
ReplyDeleteThat's in major violation of my need for personal space. Not to mention claustrophobia (sp?) issues.
I don't even know where to begin...
ReplyDeleteI'm just gonna leave it at ditto what Dad said... minus the part about nowing that address, cause I don't, he's the postal expert...
ReplyDeleteIm hyperventilating! must....get....air!!! gasp! choke! cough! (passout) wheeze ...escape!!!
ReplyDeleteall i can think ab is peoples bad breath and their non shaven legs, and stinky armpits, while they caudle their backfat.