if you want you can go walk down the cuntproducts aisle and smell the scented twatrags and you won’t have to imagine! It’s really vile though and I wouldn’t actually recommend this 🙂
No, I mean I can only imagine how the essay would amuse a woman, because I can’t really empathize with the menstrual experience or the idea of putting those things in/on my personal body.
Oh em gee.
Thank you.
Oh, yes. That made me laugh a lot. I can’t believe she’s up to 23 pages of comments now, though. I mean, damn!
I found that a few days ago. It had me rolling, and I’m a man. I can only imagine…
if you want you can go walk down the cuntproducts aisle and smell the scented twatrags and you won’t have to imagine! It’s really vile though and I wouldn’t actually recommend this 🙂
No, I mean I can only imagine how the essay would amuse a woman, because I can’t really empathize with the menstrual experience or the idea of putting those things in/on my personal body.
No way around that, this incarnation.
*Snort* *Giggle* *Guffaw* (and those are the sounds my husband is making reading it…..)
1. I would give my left tit for gunpowder-scent maxipads.
2. I will never, never be able to cook chicken breasts with a straight face again.
I’m just trying to figure out how I’m going to check the chicken without burning my mouth…..