A Visit From Aunt Flo
by sylvia
I’ve been having a bad week, what with riding the cotton pony, migraines and general work garbage, so when I came across this, it made me “happy”.
It’s an oldie but a goodie.
Enjoy!
Two Zaftig Chicks
Cooler Than You and Your Mom And Your Grandmother and Your Fifth Cousin Twice Removed
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FASHION
FUN STUFF
OTHER FAT CHICKS
I’m so glad I’m not the only one who longs to shoot people upon hearing that mealy-mouthed ‘have a happy period’ crap.
Oh, and I happen to speak as one of those who don’t have to deal with roller coaster hormone rides or extreme bloating. All the same, anything that involves a week long bleeding jag and cramps is profoundly NOT a happy fun experience – not even if one was biting one’s nails to the elbows in fear of nesting.
I invite the next person to utter those words to me to twirl on half a dozen industrial strength tampons simultaneously.
Good gourd! “Have a happy period” my arse, the last one was nothing but me lying on my side for 7 days gushing like a stuck pig the whole time. There’s nothing happy about not being able to get up out of bed, especially if you’re miserable and stuck with daytime television. Mind you, that was mild compared to my teens, where I’d frequently have cramps so bad I would scream.
So I’m going to make my own line of latex gloves with “Have a happy prostate exam” printed on them. I will market them to footage of men joyfully riding horses and giggling, they’ll be a big hit!
Godless Heathen, you are officially my new hero.
Libra (an Australian pad and tampon brand) has random facts on the back of their overnight pads. So while I’m gearing up for a long night of bleeding I can learn how fast chickens can travel, and what the plastic things on the ends of shoelaces are called, and what various phobias are called.