"At seventy-two she went into therapy, and with the encouragement of her therapist, she went home one afternoon by herself, lit some candles, took a bath, played some comforting music, and discovered her vagina"
Yesterdayłs rehearsal was unbelievably emotional. I need to look. He gasped and smiled and stared and groaned. I put Band-Aids over my coochi snorcher to cover the hole, but they fall off in the water.