Never leave home without it.


Several years ago, an ex-coworker and I were at the porn store … checking out the new spring line, don'tchaknow. And something um, interesting caught my eye. Now, I have gone to the porn store with all walks of life, gay, straight, friends, lovers…whatever. And I used to try very hard to now look stunned at some of the things I saw. ( Now most things just seem like un-necessary props. ) Some things are funny, some look way more painful than any kind of pleasueable, some just make me ask, just WHERE does that go …. The answer of course is like when you’re in an expensive botiuque – if have to ask, you either can’t afford it, or you don’t really wanna know.

Except for one item that craked me up then, and Lauren an I got to talking about the idea of it just a few minutes ago when we were talking each other down from the tree. ( and don’t ask for the back story of how we got to this place )

The item of which I speak is….

The Travel Pussy.

Yes, that’s right. It’s some contraption for yes, stickin your wang ( tallywaker, …. ) in.

That got me to thinking “ hey, I have one of those.”

I have my own personal travel pussy.

In fact I have it with me right now as I type these words. I had it when I was doing the laundry, I had it when I was grocery shopping, and wanna know a secret – I had it when I was making out with that boy last week.

Lauren and I discussed the things we have left our homes without..

Our loved ones, dogs, shoes, mascara, bras, face full of makeup, purses, earrings – yes.
Our pussies ALWAYS travel with us.

So now I ask you to sing along…to the tune of “Me and My Shadow’

Me and my pussy, strolling down the avenue….


I crack me up. And really, that’s all that matters.