vaginahighpriestess
Vagina High Priestess
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I’ve been looking at all this debate of Beyonce “Is she overrated? Is she too packaged?” and all that shit, and it really got me thinking about why I admire her.

She actually did put it on Tidal! Got the email from them five hours ago that it was “streaming exclusively.”

Have these weirdos never heard of toys?

Today, we came one step closer to gender equality.

Ok, here goes. I am a huge skeptic and I know there is a scientific explanation for my spooky story, but here goes anyway.

Lol I would if I still had it! I went something like:

Several years ago, I was drinking with some friends in a dive bar on the Upper East Side. I lived about 10 blocks south of the bar, and so when we left at around 3 a.m., I decided to walk home. Unbeknownst to me, I was the drunkest I’ve ever been without being blacked out (the next day, I discovered that my two

I am the crappiest liar ever. I get all hot in the cheeks, my back stiffens up and I start to sweat on my forehead. It is both hilarious and mortifying. So, I invariably get caught in a lie in the middle of while telling it. Great moment in time at an old girlfriends dinner table (while in high school). Her dad

I know I’m late to the party, but here is a truly scary story - you might say it was a matter of life and death.

I’ve only told this story to my closest friends. I haven’t even confided in my sister (for fear of the obvious shame). Please buckle in because this tale needs to be told in length.

My good friend-let’s call her Jane to protect her identity- told me her ghost story last year, and since then it has been confirmed to me by several people who were around at the time. It took place back in the late 90's when she was in her early 20's.

Let’s see...

Well, I don’t want to bum you out, but they had to take the baby at 16 weeks to save my life. I was getting a new clot every week. I did not want to die. They tied my tubes later. Eventually I had a hysterectomy. That was over 20 years ago. But I’m a grandma now, so he kinda makes up for it. Thanks for your kindness.

I made nothing but “Hamilton” references during a board meeting. For two hours, I was only allowed to speak lines from Hamilton.

I went grocery shopping with one of my best friends once. I had to pee, we pushed our carts to the bathroom and she stayed out with our carts as I went into my stall. I heard the door open again and looked at the feet in the stall next to mine. It was my best friend’s feet. I decided we should play footsie, because

Jennifer Aniston is half Greek. (Look for pictures of her with her original nose.) Being half Greek myself, I am well aware of the astonishing durability of grudges in that particular culture. (I believe this to be a common feature of Mediterranean and Middle Eastern cultures, but Greeks really elevate it to an art

I’ll tell you what I did see, even though no one cared that I saw, that’s what probably makes it more horrible. When I took a nanny gig, about a year ago, the little 8-year-old would always poop his pants during the night, and the father (parents divorced) would just throw them in the washing machine. Poop and all.

Oh god, I’ve just remembered a childhood horror.

(This happened to me when I was in Honolulu helping my eightysomething mom take care of my dad, who had Alzheimer’s. I still cringe.)

My ex’s dad apparently did not understand the concept of internet history. I was using his computer once and accidentally discovered a ton of porn history. That in and of itself is fairly banal. The problem was that it was exclusively sleep fetish porn (i.e. sleeping women being fucked by conscious men). Even this