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Mar
29
Well, it is not pornographic or anything. Alice_H, that dirty filthy girl and person I am convinced was created from the same evil primordial ooze from which I sprung, sent me a link to this. I have been laughing ever since.
4 Responses so far
March 29th, 2009
2:24 pm
Oh, riiiiiiight. More mythology about the female sexual anatomy. I swear, all this shit you girls make up about orgasms and crap. It’s really a disservice.
March 29th, 2009
4:58 pm
I’ve heard it is located between the heel of the foot and the bridge of the nose and…is the size of a grain of dust. That’s what I’ve heard.
March 29th, 2009
5:21 pm
You know where mine is? Nordstrom’s shoe department… that’s where.
March 29th, 2009
5:35 pm
Who knew a Stewart Weitzman shoe could get us out of foreplay and cuddling. You guys really need to provide us with the rule book!
By the way, I was going for either grain of rice or speck of dust and ended up with that mess posted above. Sigh, such is life.
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