Conversations over dinner…

Me: “I used to hate ‘box’ as a euphemism for ‘vagina,’ but I don’t know, I’ve kind of embraced it.”

Friend: “You’ve embraced your box?”

Me: “Well, at this point, embracing my box is like doing my laundry — no one else is gonna do it for me.”

 

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