Although they often smell like a hearty beer shit microwaved inside a rancid sardine can, my queefs also give me a three-and-a-half foot of vertical leap. And I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
I love this blog. -wipes tears of laughter away-
Cannot stop laughing. Easing the tension as we speak.
love this blog. -wipes tears of laughter away-
(queefs are odorless, but it still made
audibly laughed at that