November 21, 2013 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
When feminists from Northeastern liberal arts colleges get together, it’s like a video game where your point total racks up with each vagina reference. Big time bonus points for rants about genital ownership. It’s my fucking twat and I’ll do what I want with it. Vagina rights is the Pictionary for feminist pot lucks. Like the Texas Abortion Rights telethon that happened without anybody noticing a couple nights ago. Just a bunch of women who love being women so much it closely resembles hate, fighting for the right to do what they want with their reproductive systems. Sarah Silverman showed up to lend her brand of lady raunch, at one point wiping her privates inside her pants with a dinner napkin and then adding it to the list of auction items. Everybody called her wild and progressive, including the woman dressed up like a snatch just to remind her husband that he isn’t getting any. The vagnapkin went for $250 to the CDC who burned it in a viro-safe chamber before it could Hot Zone the entire Lower 48.