Friday, April 21, 2006

Cheaper Than Therapy: My Very Own Vagina Monologue

Cheaper Than Therapy: My Very Own Vagina Monologue

There's an e-mail going around of... er .... well camel toes and I liked the music part of it, but after seeing dozens and dozens and each one more MORE than the last one, I got...I dunno...maybe stunned is as good a word as any. Anyway, shortening a long story, I got to thinking about ...well...uh...mine and darnit, even when I was younger it never looked like THOSE...my camel toes looks like a camel's butt or something... anyway, excuse me if this is just too crude... But, you know, I don't know why they call it camel toes .... cause some of those gals had more like camel lips .....

4 comments:

Attila The Mom said...

Bahahaha! Now see, you've shocked everyone!

Thanks for the linkage. ;-)

TxGoodie said...

I tend to blurt out whatever pops into my mind in my real life and evidentally onblog I also lack tact! At least I'm consistent.... ;-)

Thank YOU for a vast increase in blog hits since you tagged moi wee one! You have a vast following, my dear!

Anonymous said...

Camel toe... even *I* don't have any wise cracks (pun intended) relevant to that subject...

Heading back to Cleveland in the morning for another rough week of maid and room service. May the words be with you!

HIM

TxGoodie said...

Glad to see you're keeping busy, Him. It's scary when you're got time to plot and plunder! I guess Cleveland is as good a place as any, but wish you'd come back down this way so we could hang like we used to. Hugs...