Because we're all adults at the Bunker group, on occasion, adult words happen. It's amusing.
I decided to turn that into a blog post because that's just how I am.
I also participate in a hair group that's (obviously) hair-centric and it's about alternative hair care methods, which was what got my hair back to normal after the year of legalized torture/abuse of chemo.
On occasion, discussion turns to more personal things of the crunchy/healthier variety, such as diva cup use, etc.
Naturally, there's always a prude wanking about how that's off topic, do such things REALLY have to be/need to be discussed and when that happens, myself, along with a few other ladies, immediately go into immature mode and start spelling out words of the adult variety, such as vagina.
"Give me a V!"
"A!"
"G!"
"I-N-A!"
"What's that spell? VAGINA, vagina, VAGINA!"
So one time, I started spelling out vajazzling vaginas just to be a pain in the ass to the prig brigade. After all, we all have bodies and some people have legitimate questions about stuff they don't know about or want to know more about, for example, diva cups. Why get bent out of shape about that?
The prig brigade are usually the same kind of people who get bent out of shape about my brutal honesty about the cancer industry and what it does to people like me. They want to hide behind the pink ribbon shit and glitter. I'm a realist (And spiteful and rebellious, as if you haven't figured that out yet.) and I'm here to put the vile realities and scars of breast cancer in the faces of people like the prig brigade because I'm a bitch that way.
Now it's time to give equal time to the penis. I have decided that penii is the plural of penis because it's more fun to type than penises.
Did I make you laugh?
I decided to turn that into a blog post because that's just how I am.
I also participate in a hair group that's (obviously) hair-centric and it's about alternative hair care methods, which was what got my hair back to normal after the year of legalized torture/abuse of chemo.
On occasion, discussion turns to more personal things of the crunchy/healthier variety, such as diva cup use, etc.
Naturally, there's always a prude wanking about how that's off topic, do such things REALLY have to be/need to be discussed and when that happens, myself, along with a few other ladies, immediately go into immature mode and start spelling out words of the adult variety, such as vagina.
"Give me a V!"
"A!"
"G!"
"I-N-A!"
"What's that spell? VAGINA, vagina, VAGINA!"
So one time, I started spelling out vajazzling vaginas just to be a pain in the ass to the prig brigade. After all, we all have bodies and some people have legitimate questions about stuff they don't know about or want to know more about, for example, diva cups. Why get bent out of shape about that?
The prig brigade are usually the same kind of people who get bent out of shape about my brutal honesty about the cancer industry and what it does to people like me. They want to hide behind the pink ribbon shit and glitter. I'm a realist (And spiteful and rebellious, as if you haven't figured that out yet.) and I'm here to put the vile realities and scars of breast cancer in the faces of people like the prig brigade because I'm a bitch that way.
Now it's time to give equal time to the penis. I have decided that penii is the plural of penis because it's more fun to type than penises.
Did I make you laugh?
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