Pop That P-Word

In the spirit of our Yo Majesty interview, I have decided to get over my "P" word phobia. My whole life I have been disgusted and repulsed by the word, not to mention offended. I am metaphorically "loose" when it comes to embracing new words, new ideas, new fads but not when it comes to the P-word. I picture fake boobs and high heels doing DVDA and saying, "Oh yeah, F that P-word!". Gross and icky! The P-word also conjures up images of construction workers jerking off into holey knee socks in their Isuzu Hombres while I'm watering the lawn and he's saying "Oh yeah, I can help you water your P-word, ho". Disgusting! But now, I will choose to not pigeonhole the expression but embrace it as I embrace all other things vagina-oriented. So, here it goes....PUSSY, PUSSY, PUSSY. I have a PUSSY and when I pop that PUSSY like this, its straight Kryptonite! Word

-LC

....now this leads us into the next post....