Dr Jacques COULARDEAU: Two is paradisiac, three is divine, four is cosmic

Sunday, September 14, 2025

Two is paradisiac, three is divine, four is cosmic

THROUPLE? YEAH! WITH A FOURTH FRENCH HORN FOR THE ROAD TO QUENCH OUR THIRST!

https://jacquescoulardeau.medium.com/throuple-yeah-with-a-fourth-french-horn-for-the-road-to-quench-our-thirst-927cc81227f7

Christopher Travis Rice is an offer to Christ and God, a full offer of his soul, his body, his full and complete hormones to the celestial divine Creator of Man and Woman (second thought after all), and their sexual appetites. The snake has nothing to do with it, except the expanding and rising snake of Adam himself, and this one was not in the tree. And Adam had no loincloth yet.

So our Christ-offer chooses to save male humans from the boredom of straight solutions that are always the same and never change, except partners. He wants love, love again, and love encore, three loves in one throuple. Two will spit-roast (he does not use the word) the third one, who finds heavenly pleasure in being the pig on this spit-roasting rotisserie, excuse my French, on which the pig is impaled from ass to mouth, or vice versa.

Be careful, it is quite explicit, but with words. No damage possible for someone who cannot read. Pictures and demonstrations can come with some specialized internet sites providing you with all the possible options you may, will, or shall want. But you will have to prove you are over 18 by accepting an artificial intelligence scrutinizing your face via your camera on your computer or smartphone. Be sure this Artificial Intelligence will keep your picture in store for further use … of the site by you, and of your picture by who-knows-who.

A radio adaptation with sound but no images might be quite funny, if you use a real human voice, or real human voices, not one of these AI readers who spoil every comma and every word, funny to inject into the mailbox of your most wanted enemy. See you on Monday morning after a weekend with that most wanted enemy of yours. Will you be dead or alive? Just a few leftovers for the disenfranchised poor beggars at the back door of the hotel when they throw away your body and belongings.