Today I am being quite ornery. This would probably be because I’m on the rag. Yes, I don’t care who I offend today, I feel like talking about this thing that makes me a grown-ass woman.
Imagine if men had periods. First of all, that would be pretty fucking gross. The two things that discust me the most are penises and periods…To put the two together would make men the epitamy of gross.
I remember some pretty insane conversations that my best friend and I have shared over the years. We discuss our dreams with one another quite often. Well, one night, Laura had an exceptionally strange dream. She drempt she had a penis and that she had to pee but had an erection that wouldn’t go down, so she couldn’t.
I asked her if she woke up feeling gross. (This back then was a very strange question for me to ask…given that I wasn’t out yet.) She answered that it did. She was glad to high heaven that she doesn’t have an extremity with a mind of its own. So am I…glad she doesn’t have one and glad that I don’t have one.
I guess that means that I’m satisfied having to have a period every month, then too. At least I don’t have to wake up with a five o’clock shadow and a one-eyed monster staring at me every morning!
In exchange for a monthly drag…I have a beautiful set of tits that I can play with and a clit. Not to mention a killer ass and awesome abs. Damn, I love the woman figure and I love being a woman.
Rags up!
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