It seems that every time I write apprehensively about something, thinking that perhaps it might be a trifle too wild, someone else comes up with a message that is even wilder. So I was talking about glass, shattering glass and shattering orgasms. Now I get asked. What about the veggies, what about gear sticks? What about the mortified victims who have no other choice than to veil themselves because of the shame and take a trip to the Casualty Department at Mater Dei? Well what about them? It's time I gave it some serious thought of my own. Firstly, why are images like these always akin to nuns and priests? If you were experimenting with, let's say, snooker and somehow got a ball up your arse, wouldn't you at least try to cover yourself up with a robe? Of course you would. So the 'priests' waiting (standing up) may not be real priests. They could be me or you in disguise. And what about the veggies? In a world were healthy eating is so promoted, dicing and slicing green stuff is so acceptable. But who said you had to dice the stuff. Experimenting with them as a whole/hole is also acceptable. Eqqq sometimes it just happens that the phallic looking veggie slips and gets in the way, in the way of the cunt that is. Which lets me off the hook completely (hurray!). Do I look as if I'm eating my veggies every day? No. That is the reason why I am in Casualty for a variety of other things which do not include glass (bottles) or veggies (raw). What worries me is that what goes in must go out, what goes up must go down, so how the hell does something go in and not out? Why are they stuck inside? Is it a case of being very very brazen and another case of getting all big headed down there? But I guess a good doctor could provide immediate relief when it comes to glass and veg as well as broken vibes, although I do not know my way around breaking vibes. I hear of tales coming from very reliable sources, where some people have jammed things such as gear leavers? What the fuck? Don't drivers get to take a driving test before they actually own a car, don't they know that gear levers gather a totally different sort of momentum? Poor doctors working 36 hour shifts. They have studied so hard and all they get to do is remove some foreign body stuck in a body itself foreign. It makes me bland in comparison, and a very very good girl indeed. Because I don't like veggies, I am no fan of gear levers, and I think of glass as in the Diet Coke Bottle. I just dream about the man in the ad. That's it.
