The Pussy & My Brain vs My Body’s Bitchface Biochemistry
I have not felt like myself lately. Normally I’m a snarky and sarcastic hornball of a pervert with an occasional case of The Crankies, but for the past month and a half I’ve been a snarky and sarcastic dud who wishes I still had a prescription for Xanax. What I’m trying to say in a witty enough way to lessen the blow of WTFtardedness is that my sex drive is gone. It’s as if The Pussy disappeared without telling anyone where It was going. On behalf of myself, my brain, my neglected boyfriend, and my fidgety readers:
Pussy! We beg you to come back to us! THE TRIAD IS HOPELESS WITHOUT YOU! WE NEED YOU! WE ARE BROKEN AND MISERABLE WITHOUT THE PUSSY! AND WE’RE GETTING REALLY BORED TOO!
