I don't understand what two lesbians rubbing their (ahem) privates together has to do with the rapture.

By the way, if anyone wants to see the best portrayal of the rapture in pop culture EVER, you've got to watch Six Feet Under. SPOILER ALERT: some ultra-religious woman is driving down the road when a truck a bit in front of her has a minor accident. This truck happens to be carrying sex dolls inflated with helium for some sort of convention or something. The dolls slip through some netting after the accident and float up into the sky. As the religious woman is looking into t he sun, she just see silhouettes floating toward the sky. Naturally, she jumps out of her car screaming about the rapture, and--SPLAT--roadkill.

Wow. I want to see that movie.

It's a TV series from HBO--Wire and Sopranos quality. Definitely worth seeing. It's where Michael C. Hall (Dexter) got his start.