Your Wonkette did not go to the Vagina Monologues fun time at the Michigan State Capitol because Lansing is a long drive. Also, with that many women gathered in one place, you're liable to attract bears. Fortunately, there were no bear attacks Monday and even more fortunately intrepid gay Todd Heywood braved this sea of vaginally endowed activists for local LGBT newspaper
it's like every once in a while something deep underground in some forgotten aquifer rises up and causes entire societies of otherwise reasonable people to become batshit insane.
i believe it is supposed to have happened in medieval france.
apparently it is now one of those times for michigan.
We always went with the technical terms in our house. Two stories: One, my little guy was running around nekkid in the back yard when he was about 2. I laughed at him and said, "You look so funny running around with your little penis waving in the breeze." He stood up very straight, and said, "No, mommy! BIG penis!" 2 years old. Two, my older son, at about the age of 4 was at the babysitters, and said to a little girl whose undies were showing, "I can see your vagina!" Well, babysitter, mom of 5, was horrified. She said "My daughter is 11 and just learning words like that, and that's the way it should be." No word of a lie, 4 years later that girl was pregnant. So, the old don't let them know the words and they won't use them strategy didn't work out so good.
Then there's the Beaver Valley. Did you know that Flesherton, Ontario proudly proclaims itself the "Gateway to the Beaver Valley?" I really wish that I'd taken a picture of that sign.
When you don't have one, you have to be one.
There is no "i" in Team Vagina, dude.
This is what happens when you find a stranger in the Alps.
it's like every once in a while something deep underground in some forgotten aquifer rises up and causes entire societies of otherwise reasonable people to become batshit insane.
i believe it is supposed to have happened in medieval france.
apparently it is now one of those times for michigan.
We always went with the technical terms in our house. Two stories: One, my little guy was running around nekkid in the back yard when he was about 2. I laughed at him and said, "You look so funny running around with your little penis waving in the breeze." He stood up very straight, and said, "No, mommy! BIG penis!" 2 years old. Two, my older son, at about the age of 4 was at the babysitters, and said to a little girl whose undies were showing, "I can see your vagina!" Well, babysitter, mom of 5, was horrified. She said "My daughter is 11 and just learning words like that, and that's the way it should be." No word of a lie, 4 years later that girl was pregnant. So, the old don't let them know the words and they won't use them strategy didn't work out so good.
Then there's the Beaver Valley. Did you know that Flesherton, Ontario proudly proclaims itself the "Gateway to the Beaver Valley?" I really wish that I'd taken a picture of that sign.
The old business of coming and going at the same time?