Cognitivaginal Dissonance

If I’m supposed to be thinking with my brain and not my ladyparts, there really ought to be enough blood in my body to operate both at the same time.

As it stands, once my vagina takes over, there’s no turning back. Unless “turning back” somehow allows easier access to my vagina. Then a few hours later, when I regain logic, I think, “Hm. That was probably not my smartest decision.”

Fuck you, Science.

(Ahem. But it was fun.)

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