Giving the Cootchie a Facelift
Don’t be alarmed. In the coming days, I’m going to be freshening up the Cootchie.
The blog, people. The blog.
I hope it won’t end up like that joke. I’m sure you’ve heard it…….
A woman had an appointment with her gynecologist. She rushed around the bathroom, trying to make sure her naughty bits were spiffy, but all her wash cloths were in the dirty clothes hamper.
All except a lone used one, hanging on the rack.
With a sigh, she grabbed it, swabbed around down there and ran out the door to her appointment with Doctor Poke-and-Prod.
When she was fully splayed and stirrupped, her Cootchie-ologist assumed his usual position for full-on mountain view.
And, he laughed. Hysterically.
When she squirmed on the table, the doctor wiped tears and made eye contact through her spraddled legs. “You really wanted to celebrate this visit, didn’t you?”
She only realized what she’d done much later, when her daughter’s wails poured forth from the bathroom while she was cooking dinner in the kitchen.
“Mooooooooooommmmmmmm! Where’s my wash cloth with the glitter?”
Maybe I won’t add glitter. But, please pardon the mess if you visit while I’m tinkering with my Cootchie.
Lord have mercy! I’ve just about laughed until I’m blue in the face…
I just have to say this…glad you did not give it the finger…
oooooooh. Now I know what do next time…..
I was thinking of giving WWW a facelift as well, but I might actually be starting something else.
Apparently, all that glitters isn’t gold.
I think I remember the girl from your story, she is quite the southern belle
love that story….. hhahahahahahah Anyway, Andra…. (giggle) are you going to install a new theme or what? Inquiring minds want to know what you are going to be doing under the WP hood.
by the way, am I the only one trying to figure out how in the hell the cuntfetti works?
Oooh, nothing like a little breeze up the skirt! Can’t wait for the big reveal… hee.
I hope it isn’t a tease.
Oopsie.
You know you’re old when the second thought (after you’ve quit laughing hysterically) is OUCH – that’s gotta be uncomfortable. Ha. Better than sand though because sand you just get the uncomfortable, with glitter you get to look good being uncomfortable…I choose glitter.
Fancy!!