a diatribe often launched by those who don't take ecstacy slating those who do because they don't realise that it's all a matter of choice and neither one decision nor the other is superior
When your mind and body becomes so overwhelmed with such ecstatic joy while delivering the father of the groom speech that you yell out at the end "I'm having a mental ejaculation of joy" and then drop the mic.
After some confusing talk, Jesus got frustrated with the human language and shot out through the roof like a celestial ejaculate, right onto the bosom of heaven.