Mom: Now would be a good time to lie, honey.
Me: While I am quite capable, I’m not doing it right now.
Mom: You mean you’re not writing a blog?
Me: Not a fan of today’s post, eh?
Mom: You know, I much prefer the ukulele ones to the vagina ones.
Me: Well wait until I figure out how to put the two together.
And that, Interwebz, is as good as this post is going to get. Because I still haven’t figured out how to put the two together. So this one is just about vaginas. Well, it’s really only about one vagina. On second thought, it’s not so much about the vagina itself as much as it is about one vagina’s bubbles. And ninjas. No really.
In the name of all that is holy, why are you still reading this?
I really wavered on whether or not to post this video. Contrary to popular opinion, I DO have a line and I think this is probably just barely past said line. But really, I don’t think I have a choice in the matter.
I giggled madly when one person sent me a link to this video, but I just filed it in the back of my brain, planning to send it to some friends on their birthdays. Then a second person sent me a link to this video. And then a third. And then I realized three things:
- I talk about vaginas WAY too much.
- If you whisper “youtube” a bunch of time in a row really fast, it sounds like fat thighs running while wearing corduroys.
- You people expect me to post this sort of thing, so now I HAVE to.
So for you two readers that didn’t send me this link directly, I present you with video documentation of female ninja magic. You probably shouldn’t watch this video at work. Or with your kids. Or, you know…ever.
Consider yourself warned…