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She throws her hands in the air "I know!"

"It explains a lot about why you’re such a hot ain

"Sa her chin to ," I say "TellFinally, she says, "Vagina roughly translates to sword holder in Latin"

I turn to look at her "It was na at me in shock "Hello? Patriarchy"

"But even back in the day?" I say "They spoke Latin That ina meant sword holder It wasn’t like nohereA woman would have to refer to her parts as her sword holder ‘How’s the sword holder?’ ‘Alas, it’s pretty eht now’ "

"Her ‘parts’?" she repeats with an a back at her "You called it your ladybird"

"True" She lets her head fall back against the couch again, groaning "Now I’ar"

"Left side of sink, top cabinet" She rolls her head to look at me, and I add, "It’s where I keep the treats"

"Bless you" London pushes to stand and I stare at her ass as she walks away and into the kitchen I hear her banging around in the cabinets, and then she yells, "Oh my God! Are you okay?"

I sit up, worried "Yeah, why?"

"You have an open Pop-Tart package with a Pop-Tart in it"

I deflate in relief, get off the couch, and wander into the kitchen "Yeah I had one thisup the package and saying, "Who the hell has one Pop-Tart?"

"I sense" I lickin your tone"

"I bet you’re one of those yokels who buys the Pop-Tart--sized Tupperware"

I narrownot only do you not eat both Pop-Tarts like a real ht container because you won’t eat the other one within an hour"

I lean back against the counter, s at her

"I bet you don’t even like scotch," she teases "Do you have a real penis?"

This h and I have to curlher close toher head, she asks, "Do you order salads for lunch?"

"You’ve seen etarian"

I open ue but she cuts me off "I can see it in your face! You usually order salads With your dressing on the side!"

This part isn’t actually true but I’ her unravel to contradict her

She shakes the Pop-Tart wrapper "I would eat this Pop-Tart to help you out, you know, to even up the asy as how there is only one, it’s a snack dile, I say, "You wouldn’t be satisfied with only one"