Today on msn
(Or, why I am on very few people’s IM lists)
Because I am the queen of appropriate with my sister, I decided to show her some butt plugs. These, to be specific (sorry, flea).
Sister says:
so wait is it clour coded
Sister says:
like the pink for women
Sister says:
and the blur for men
Wolfa says:
no
Sister says:
cause the pink is biger
Sister says:
women have to suffer more
I have decided to stop this. Why? Because she then sent me (remember, she’s not quite 13) an small animated gif of a woman giving a blowjob.
Friend says:
see where butt plugs will take you?
Friend says:
bad, bad places
Wolfa says:
yes
Wolfa says:
i have learned my lesson.
January 17th, 2006 at 7:31 pm
Snort. I could imagine my sisters having this conversation. :)
January 17th, 2006 at 9:22 pm
Is that the way it’s s’posed to be? I mean, is she s’posed to get that link from her big sister? Or is she s’posed to type “butt plug” into a search engine all by herself when no one is around?
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I don’t know. When I was 12 I didn’t have a big sister. We didn’t have Google Image Search then either. All we had to play with was rocks … that’s why we called it the Stone Age … all we had to look at were obscene^H^H^H^H^H^H educational cave paintings … um … this is turning into the wrong rant….
January 18th, 2006 at 12:45 am
I have to say, I have never spoken about butt plugs with my sister!
January 18th, 2006 at 2:20 pm
The best part is, she went and showed my mother what I sent her, and my mother laughed. I win!
January 18th, 2006 at 6:49 pm
I’m pretty sure that butt plugs didn’t exist when I was thirteen.
January 25th, 2006 at 4:53 pm
[…] My sister has now threatened to make me very miserable if I buy her a butt plug or any other sex toy for her birthday (one week before mine). She’ll be turning 13, so it’s not like I’m actually going to do that, though I recall there is a butt plug shaped pastry around in some kosher bakery (any Montrealer know what I’m talking about? I am uninterested in looking into every bakery in Mile End, and what if it is not a kosher bakery after all?), and I am planning to find that for her. But what do you think she was going to do to me — or buy or make for me — in return? […]