Big managed to grab the father's work phone and in less than 30 seconds he pushed a button combination that not only called 911, but put the phone into emergency only mode.
While I got the awesome task of explaining that there wasn't really an emergency to the nice lady, Father tried to switch the phone back to normal use mode... With no luck. He had to reset the whole thing to change the setting back. Nice. We have no clue what Big managed to push.
Okay, warning-stop reading now if feminine products make you uncomfortable.
Still here? Well, now it's your own fault.
So I bought tampons today. I went for my usual brand but accidentally picked up the off brand sitting right next to it. Best choice or something similar.., I need to double check. Anyway, it's a variety pack of light, "normal" and super. WTF is NORMAL? Are my tampons judging me?oh HELL NO. I mean, what amount of lady business is considered "normal"? Who makes this determination? What guy withOUT a vagina decided to slap the word normal on the package? I double checked and there isn't an abnormal one. That must be saved for the first cycle post childbirth, bc there is NOTHING normal about that lovely time in a woman's life. Nothing. Then again, that one is likely labeled "Quentin Tarantino Movie". At least that's what I would name it if I my own brand.
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