So stupid.
Oh.
I beg to differ, son.
The Atlantic Theater in Atlantic Beach, FL changed their marquee for the “The Vagina Monologues” at the request of a woman who saw it as she drove by the theater with her niece.
I was thinking… “Peach Speech” or … I always liked the word “quim”.
What would *you* call it?
Many of the euphanisms for pussy are just fucking hateful. Check this out. Axe wound!?!
Here is my M&M, bitch.
You are Caucasian Shashlik!! The other White meat. No, not THAT white meat… the OTHER one. Step off, cracka. Get off your high stick.
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We have a coupla little opossum babies who have set up camp in our backyard. These animals are the only marsupials in North America, riding in their Mama’s pouch until they are big enough to root around in my trash cans. All excited, I says to my delicate wife: “Hey baby, lookit here out the window n’ you can see their furry little faces!!!” All National Geographicky n’ shiat.
Oh. Hell. *NO*. You know how she do — seeing biggo, red-eyed, garbage-eating rats in her backyard done skeert the babygrrl. Christine WUZ NOT havin it, and she suggested a solid bop with an old mop to their wee noggins. Of course, now baby is convinced our happy home is *infested* with all species of scurrying filthy vermin, and when she is in her bed with the covers pulled up, she can HEAR em doing evil in our attic!!! It is plain common sense that we are going to have to tear the roof off this bitch to rid ourselves of the horror!
Our chihuahua Chuy has been barking at the opossums nonstop until he can hardly breath nor see straight cuz his bulgy eyes are rolling around all crazy in his little apple head. I am going to try pouring ammonia in the bottom of the trash cans to see if that makes our outdoor buffet not so yummy. Hopefully then these critters of the night will move on to the neighbors.
