God’s stuff is sane. Ours, not so much.
This happened in Kazakhstan, but just as easily could have happened here.
Some jidrool of a body-builder “married” a sex doll.
Think it could start a trend? “Marry” your toaster-oven… your lawn mower… the bird-bath in your back yard…
Honk if you don’t think the human race is in desperate need of rescue.
This used to be satire. This story has to be satire, isn’t it??? All I could read of that story is a few lines, any more and I would have been vomiting. What was even worse, all the guests for the “wedding” approving of this.
It reminds me of a party given by a neighbor to celebrate the pregnancy he made with his married girlfriend. All these middle-aged people at the party, alleged “music” blaring–you’d think they’ know better.
Who’s name are they married in? Does their State actually sanction such a “union?”
It’s in Kazakhstan–so who knows?