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darkchoc
Tuesday, February 19, 2002
I don't know how accurate this is, but its amusing!
In ancient England, a person could not have sex unless they had the consent of the King (unless you were in the Royal Family). When anyone wanted to have a baby, they got consent of the King; the King gave them a placard that they hung on their door while they were having sex. The placard had F.U.C.K. (Fornication Under Consent of the King) on it. Now you know where that came from.
As i fancy myself to be Queen, I hereby grant permission to all my loyal subjects to bonk their brains out. Life's too short to be celibate!
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