...when you're shopping for clothes and the salesman who is obviously gay touches your leg in two places to try to explain why the knee of the jean isn't hitting your knee in the right spot (because your legs are way too short), and his hand lingers on your calf muscle and the electricity shoots up from his hand on your leg straight to your empty womb. And then you buy four pairs of pants.
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| Why I'm even shopping I don't know. This outfit has served me well every day for the past five weeks. |
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Always remember, the child you may have may be just like you....
Amen.
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