Saturday, December 15, 2007

Postal in my Vagina?


Yesterday morning I got my period. I followed protocol: pills. Pad. Rock back and forth. At 4AM I woke up to what must be at least 6 postal workers with machine guns spraying a half dozen postal offices. But, in my vagina. The wounded are pouring out and dragging my womb with them. If they don't stop shooting soon, I'm going to call FEMA and the National Guard. Oh, wait, they wouldn't show up.... The Coast Guard? This is a liquid issue.

4 comments:

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

I'll bet there's been many a mail man in there before now. :)

Writeprocrastinator said...

No, you need the "Red Cross."


What? Oh, "boo" yerself.

Dale said...

You're longing for the day you can say 'from my cold dead vagina' aren't you Katie?

FranIAm said...

Oy my Kateleh- I knew I should have called you when I was in LA.

Fucking postal workers and their senseless and cruel carnage. And in your vagina. They will pay for this.

 

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