Saturday, February 14, 2004

Vagina Dialogues

I think I've found a new sig-line (no, not really). At least I got a lot of exercise from laughing so hard. From The Ferret:

"Frankly, I've come to thinking of vaginas as unique little gardens, with a well in the middle and little rows of grass around the edges. Some are well-cultivated, others left to grow wild, and there's pleasure to be had from all of them. Call me Chauncey."

Gods, I really hope my family doesn't read my blog. Or at least never ever tells me that they do.

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