I feel like I should begin this with a disclaimer for guys, but then why bother? Guys spend so much time pre-occupied by pussy but drop the word ‘vagina’ or ‘menstruation’ and suddenly they’re repulsed?! But my contempt isn’t reserved for men, I even keep one for myself – the devil makes work for idle... Continue Reading →
The Booby Prize
Guys I get it, as a woman I totally relate to why you’re so captivated by knockers – those hypnotic fun bags of joy could keep the best of us entranced for hours. What’s not to love eh?! But, from a woman’s perspective, more specifically mine, I’ve found there to be a few drawbacks. Firstly,... Continue Reading →
Let’s just imagine that in some parallel universe my devoted catholic virginal bride mother had a bonk with Hugh Jackman (because let’s face it – who wouldn’t?!). This quantum leap union of souls giving credence to my growing suspicion that I am actually the secret love child of Wolverine. I can back it up people... Continue Reading →