I know I shouldn't... thing is, I can't help myself


I have epic menstrual cramps. I am in agonizing pain, hostage to my ovum traveling at the speed of light through my womb and exiting with great fervor through my vaginal canal.

so, I read people online today to take the edge off.

let's discuss.

the subtext of this photo.

we all see it on her face, right?

"you belong to me now. period (no pun intended). look what I did for you. I own you. this blows a tatt away."

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Anonymous said…
Now I see what the Missus was complaining about, the media barrage is on! They even got Katie! Bastards!

I haven't been in a store in the past few days, or should I say, a store that has this all over the checkstands as the place where I get my Superlotto tickets didn't wallpaper this cover all over their premiseseses.

That's what the two million dollar baby look like, eh? I bet they still haven't named the charity that is to receive that money, but all in due time.

Yeah, I agree with your observation 100% and I'll bet most shrinks and poker players would too.


"I am in agonizing pain, hostage to my ovum traveling at the speed of light through my womb and exiting with great fervor through my vaginal canal."


Sorry to hear about the exploding womanly parts, though maybe you'll be able to master time and space travel.
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