In tribute to the fact that I saw the vagina monologues for
the 2nd time tuesday night right before my computer went to poo, I’m posting this entry tonight.

If your
vagina could wear anything, what would it wear? A handspun, handknitting angora scarf. Soft, fuzzy and carefully
made.

If your vagina could talk, what would it say? Mmm-hmm…Oh? Ohh, yeahhhh.

What does your
vagina smell like? Like it should.

What does your vagina look like? Like a doorway, into a world where
everything is as it should be. Soft, warm, and pleasurable.

How about your vagina?