Saturday, February 26, 2011

When Voodoo Sex Rituals Get Out Of Control




Seriously, don’t you just HATE it when your favorite voodoo sex ritual ends up more like a funeral pyre?

Goodness knows that I sure do! 

And that’s precisely what happened recently right here in my home borough of Brooklyn – but I assure you that I had nothing to do with this. 

Here’s an excerpt from the story that appeared in The New York Post, with a link, just in case you need to read the entire article:


Last Saturday's fatal Brooklyn fire started by voodoo sex rite

A wild candlelit sex ritual between a Brooklyn woman and her voodoo priest got so hot and heavy, they ended up torching their clothes and sheets -- sparking the nasty fire that killed a retired teacher and left 100 people homeless last week, sources said yesterday.

The unidentified client was just looking for some good luck in her life when she forked over $300 to the horny holy man at his East 29th Street apartment in East Flatbush last Saturday, sources said.

"She had problems in her life, and she wanted them taken care of," a law-enforcement source said.

Now, let’s take this as a learning experience, shall we?  Well, if you’ve read the entire article (and shame on you if you haven’t), here’s what I believe we can take from this rather unfortunate incident:


  1. Don’t leave your lit candles near the bed linens, especially if this is done for “romantic” effect
  2. If you start a fire in your apartment, don’t open the window
  3. Take your pants to dry cleaner rather than trying to iron them yourself
  4. Not even witch doctors can put out a fire
  5. Please don’t move into my apartment building

There are probably more things that we can all learn from this, I’m sure, but these are the only ones that come immediately to mind.  What about you?  Do you think that there are more things that we can learn from this?  Or do you have any other similarly dangerous sex rituals (voodoo or otherwise).  In either case, please leave a comment below to let us know what you think …


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