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untitled, or:
The First Time I Ever Felt Abomination Vibrate in my Guts like Vomit
tiny baby, would you like to be born for a purpose?
(she asks through a dripping-toothed grin)
your innocence poached
the purpose: superior numbers
left, left, left, right, left
the womb is a weapon
you have to have more babies
than the Muslim women have
missionaries tell Iraqi Christian women
the womb is a weapon
missionary – one with a mission
TEN-HUT!!
I also said
Jesus Fucking Christ
the womb is a weapon
and promptly apologized
for taking his name in vain
untitled, or:
Re: untitled, or:
thanks, woody.
I am not terribly impressed with this one. It was thrown down very quickly in a little 10 minute fit. I was working on one in the supermarket today, about a time when my sister and I were digging potatoes with her son who was a toddler at the time. Maybe that one will be better.
I am not terribly impressed with this one. It was thrown down very quickly in a little 10 minute fit. I was working on one in the supermarket today, about a time when my sister and I were digging potatoes with her son who was a toddler at the time. Maybe that one will be better.