Current mood:	cold
Current music:	precious silence. I put my family on mute.
Entry tags:	gigi, lemmings, my cunt, netherboobs

Tramping Around
I felt scurrying in my cunt; I felt steps. I felt movement in my cunt; I felt small explosions. I thought about going to the doctor, but my employer changed my insurance provider and I'm confused. I asked Sister Todd to stick his head up there and take a gander. Sister Todd is a literalist and he did stick his head in my cunt and he pulled out a male goose. Still the scurrying, steps, movement, and explosions occurred.

To be continued.....


Ok, I'm back. The phone was ringing. Gigi's family asked me where she was. I said "I don't give a shit." Back to my story. I'll cut to the end.

I had lemmings in my cunt. I found out when some rodents with green hair popped out of my netherboob, built a bridge down to my cunt, and dug through the 18th-century restoration of my hymen, which resulted in a stream of those lemmings marching out and down my legs and into the Hudson River.