I think you mean “mommy they said …” Because I’m sure she has no idea who her “daddy” is and neither do her two mommies. She couldn’t possibly be placing a call to her daddy unless she’s found a way to place a person to person call to a turkey baster.
“Just cuz my BA has no relevance to ANYTHING remotely connected to Reality!”
“It’s NOT FAAAAAAAAIRRRRRR!”
It all started when spanking became taboo and was replaced with time out.
Nah, A BA won’t cut it anymore, sweetie (or sweaty, as the case may be); you’re going to have to at least go for an MA in Bitter Womyn’s Studies. and a PhD will ensure you will never be employable. But if you want to make sure, get some facial tattoos.
At lest she’s got the yeast baking thingy to fall back on…
aleon I definitely agree with you there. Spare the rod spoil the child.
And on the 4th day God gave her an oven…something that she could raise baby parts with and also bake some bread….
im going to shut up…..
Her only safe space is 6 feet under.
As the old joke goes “Great news! They just opened a women’s studies factory down the road!”
Save time, just flush the college money down the shitter and don’t even go. Same outcome.
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I think you mean “mommy they said …” Because I’m sure she has no idea who her “daddy” is and neither do her two mommies. She couldn’t possibly be placing a call to her daddy unless she’s found a way to place a person to person call to a turkey baster.
“Just cuz my BA has no relevance to ANYTHING remotely connected to Reality!”
“It’s NOT FAAAAAAAAIRRRRRR!”
It all started when spanking became taboo and was replaced with time out.
Nah, A BA won’t cut it anymore, sweetie (or sweaty, as the case may be); you’re going to have to at least go for an MA in Bitter Womyn’s Studies. and a PhD will ensure you will never be employable. But if you want to make sure, get some facial tattoos.
At lest she’s got the yeast baking thingy to fall back on…
aleon I definitely agree with you there. Spare the rod spoil the child.
And on the 4th day God gave her an oven…something that she could raise baby parts with and also bake some bread….
im going to shut up…..
Her only safe space is 6 feet under.
As the old joke goes
“Great news! They just opened a women’s studies factory down the road!”
Save time, just flush the college money down the shitter and don’t even go. Same outcome.
I like that. May I?
i thougth she said my ‘bra’ in wimmins studies