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Happy Women’s Day. Have you found YOUR feminism today?

Posted on March 8, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Don’t you love that ad? I sure do. It’s a timely reminder of just what we’re all up against. Here’s another:

ThinkProgress was being a little low-ball on the count there, because I spotted WAY more than just 70 sexist smears coming out of that juddering piehole. Didja notice that near the end, they didn’t even ding him for saying his ultimate sexist slur, FEMINAZI? That’s how inured we are to the climate of sexism that Rush Limbaugh has helped to create. We don’t even call him on his most constant sexist-fascist projection anymore.

But pay no attention to that big fat Pigman out in front of the curtain, says Kirsten Powers! The liberal “army of swine” were mean to us poor oppressed wingnuts, waaah! Pay attention to poor widdle me-me-me, whines Michelle Malkin. I got called a bar trollop!

Well, ladies, I would, except that your side has done nothing at all to support the sisterhood. And frankly, your sudden consciousness-raising all rings a little teensy bit hollow. One of you is a regular (and annoying) fixture on FUX Snooze, and the other is ghost-written to a large extent by her own husband. Both of you are window dressing, designed to make the far right look less sexist than it actually is. And you both seem to have been completely oblivious to feminism, if not downright dismissive of it for the most part. Until it suddenly suited your highly personal ends (and vendettas) to take up its mantle. You’ve been incredibly privileged to be operatives in a conservative media noise machine that has done everything it could to contribute to a climate in which women’s rights are being systematically rolled back across an entire fucking continent, fergawdsakes.

And now suddenly you’re out there whining about how much worse the liberals have treated little old YOU? And how it proves that our side is just as bad, if not worse, than YOURS?

Fuck off, the both of you.

I have zero sympathy for right-wing women, to be honest. They’re so happy to put their own heads through all kinds of nooses, and string up several more for the rest of us. They want to drag the world back to some illusory world of Father Knows Best. And when it comes to slut-shaming, they’re right up there with the worst of the men. They don’t care if no one but themselves can afford birth control. They’re very high and mighty about abortion, which must be nice since they’ve never had to have one. They have never said one word of boo to the Pigman and his blatant misogyny, which plays for three hours a day all across the Fruited Plain, poisoning the atmosphere as surely as fracking poisons the well water. But then let somebody from the other side call one of them a bimbo (even if, and especially if, she actually deserves to be called that), and oh, how the claws come out!

And the whining. Oh gawd, the WHINING.

But maybe I shouldn’t be so hard on the ‘winger fauxminists. After all, they’re standing up for SOME women, aren’t they?

Yeah. Their own. The few, the proud, the batshit crazy. The conservatards. The jock-sniffing pom-pom girls. The suck-ups of the Old Boys’ Club. The women who hate other women’s guts. The Serena Joys of the world.

Welcome to the sisterhood, girls. So glad you finally found your feminism. Now back out into the big cold world you go. And learn to grow a skin like we did, because some of us have been called much worse names than you. And while you’re at it, try taking on the men of your own side first; they are the root of all your problems, and the sooner that you realize it, the better.

Happy Women’s Day!

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Cops Behaving Badly: Wanna file a complaint?

Posted on March 7, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Be warned…you have to pass the blue wall just to get a complaint form:

This ten-minute montage was compiled from hidden-camera footage taken all over the US. Apparently, police using stalling tactics, intimidation, threats, etc. to prevent complaints being filed against their own, is a very common thing. They cannot and will not abide scrupulously by the law themselves, and they make good and sure you can’t hold them accountable. Is it any wonder they have the reputation of being like a mafia?

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Stupid Sex Tricks: Fake flash, real arrest

Posted on March 6, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Well, howdy there, Beer Can Man. Ill-advised dress-up games seem to be a thing with you, eh? Let’s hope this doesn’t become a thing for anyone else…

Meet Jacob Bovia.

The 28-year-old Maryland resident is facing five criminal charges for exposing himself to several women around the campus of Anne Arundel Community College, according to police.

And by “himself,” cops are referring to the set of fake genitalia that Bovia allegedly showed female victims while he was seated in his Honda Accord. Police reported that when they collared Bovia–who was “acting suspicious” in a school parking lot–he “was in possession of fake genitalia.”

During questioning last Friday, Bovia reportedly told cops that he flashed the phony junk on “several occasions” during the past few weeks. He was subsequently charged with two counts of disorderly conduct and three counts of indecent exposure (for the simulated act).

It’s kind of odd to be charged with indecent exposure for flashing a twig ‘n’ berry set that isn’t actual, living flesh, but I guess the law doesn’t discriminate on that count. If it looks like a cock, and gives unwitting passersby a shock like a cock, it gets busted like one.

Moral of story: Guys, even if that rig isn’t really yours, keep it in your pants.

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A few random thoughts about whores

Posted on March 5, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Before we begin, a little mood music:

Ah. Thank you so much for that lovely music (and that uncharacteristic truthfulness), Mr. Limbaugh.

So, Rush…how’s it feel to be at the bottom of your own shit-avalanche for a change? Fun, eh? Yeah, you really had everybody going there, with your “absurdist” humor that isn’t fucking funny in the slightest. Suddenly no one is willing to give you any more benefit of the doubt. Your sponsors are pulling out in droves, Peter Gabriel doesn’t want you using any more of his songs, Dear Prudence at Slate has panned your insincere apology (as has Don Imus, of all the nappy-headed ‘hos), and best of all, Sandra Fluke just doesn’t give a shit, because your fauxpology isn’t gonna change a thing.

And of course, the lady is right. It’s not going to stop the exodus of sponsors, which is still snowballing away. It’s not going to stop the outrage among women and leftists; indeed, this left-wing feminist is even more outraged, because you put the blame on us instead of taking responsibility for being your customary piggish self. To me, that’s proof that you are not one bit sorry for what you said, nor was it really meant in jest. You were just doing your usual thing, Rush…which is projecting the very worst of the privileged white right-wing male id onto everyone else and then laughing while we stand here sputtering and mopping off your slime.

So no, Rush, I don’t buy your apology either. And I don’t buy your myriad lame excuses. You can stuff them all right back down the capacious orifice from whence they came, along with all the bile you hove up to grease the way.

I do, however, question just how much real contact you’ve actually had with women. I get the impression that it can’t be much. Because if you did, and if you knew anything about how the Pill works at all, you wouldn’t mistake it for condoms. We don’t pop it like you do with your Viagra or OxyContin, Rush. We only need one Pill a day. It elevates our estrogen and progestin levels, and keeps them constant, so our bodies are tricked into thinking they are pregnant. That way, we don’t ovulate. That’s how it works for birth control. And if we run one Pill pack straight into another without the customary 7-day break in between, we also stop getting our periods, which is good for those of us who would otherwise end up anemic from monthly blood loss. And these things are of benefit to all kinds of women, from suburban housewives and soccer moms to those girls down on the corner of the mean streets.

And yes, to me those girls are only girls. Most ladies of the evening are heart-breakingly young. When I was at journalism school in Toronto, in my late twenties, I found out that 18 is actually considered an old age by the local streetwalkers, who always came out in droves on the streets near my campus as soon as the sun started to go down. No matter what night of the week it was, you can see them there, just off Yonge St., plying their trade. Most of them are very underage. And the more underage they are, the higher the demand for their bodies seems to be. The creeps who cruise around and around the block shopping for girls (or boys dressed as girls, or boys in the process of becoming girls), all know this. It’s why they invariably gravitate to the “freshest” meat.

Have I got your attention now, Rush? Because it seems to me that you speak with the voice of sordid experience when you talk about porn and prostitution. I distinctly heard you sucking up your own saliva at the prospect of seeing Sandra Fluke in sex tapes. I get the impression that you haven’t had a lot of unpaid sex in your life, Rush. Maybe you haven’t had any. It wouldn’t surprise me; your personality is so repugnant that no amount of your filthy cash could buy the time of day off me. I can well imagine that no woman would voluntarily get naked with you, or for you, unless you pay her to doff her dignity first.

So of course you had to jet off to a known sex-tourism hotspot, one famous for its underage girls and boys. You didn’t go alone; you had several buddies with you.

Now, why would he do a thing like that? To cover your big sleazy ass, no doubt. To spare you a considerable amount of embarrassment. But certainly not out of the goodness of his heart, eh Rush? No. You probably sent over your housekeeper with a cigar box full of “cabbage” for his trouble (and his twin violations of law and medical ethics), just as you did when you were trying to score some of that ol’ hillbilly heroin that killed your hearing. After all, a doctor can’t risk his reputation and medical licence just doing favors for his fat-cat patients.

And certainly not when those fat cats are jetting out to the Dominican Republic on a private plane, with a bunch of rowdy buddies, and no women in the group. Who needs to bring women along to a known sex-tourism hotspot when you can just buy a local girl (or boy, or several), eh Rush?

No, a grown-ass woman would only cramp your style. Especially if, like all conservative women, she has a big pair of moralistic judgy-pants on underneath her sparkly evening gown. Lady ‘wingers can be real battle-axes, if the ones I’ve met are any indication. Going to a tropical destination with them would be like a constant cold rain falling down your neck every day, I imagine.

So I’m not a bit surprised that you have yourself a dose of that old madonna-whore complex, Rush. Right-wing men generally do. Unlike leftists (who see people as people first), they’re inclined to judge and compartmentalize women a lot. They grew up around religiously repressed females, so they think that any woman who isn’t like that, must be for sale. You, I see, are no different. So it’s no wonder you made those sleazy cracks about Sandra Fluke, reducing her to a commodity and denying her the right to be a full-fledged person. Personhood is only for corporations, pimps and johns. Isn’t that right, Rush?

Only here’s the thing, Rush. You’re undoubtedly used to buying impersonal sex from commodified humans, possibly underage ones. But did you know that you’re not just a john, or a propaganda pimp, but a whore yourself? Think about it. If corporations are persons under the law (and in the US, they are), and you work for a corporation, providing oral servicing and fucking over your listeners for pay, then you are by definition a prostitute.

That’s right, Rush: You are no better than those street-corner ladies you so love to deride and degrade.

No doubt you do it for better pay than they. Heidi Fleiss looks like a rank amateur next to you. Poor dear, she is in the wrong profession; if she wanted to peddle ass for the really big bucks, she should have gone into right-wing talk radio! But all the same, the two of you are colleagues. You should compare trickbooks some time. You might need a few fresh introductions for when your radio career goes into the tank for good.

No, wait, Rush, I take that back. That was a terribly insulting thing for me to say. Not because I don’t believe you really are a whore, but because I shouldn’t insult actual sex workers by lumping them in with the slimy likes of you. Under less fortunate circumstances, I could easily have been one of those girls myself, and under more fortunate ones, those girls would all be me. And there’s not a girl in the world who harbors a childhood ambition to sell sex for a living, let alone to the skeezeballs who most often line up to buy it. But there are more than a few permanently immature wingnut males out there who wish they were you, Rush, and if they knew what you really were, they might just prefer to put on miniskirts and high heels and stand on a street corner trawling for tricks instead.

It’s a much more honest living than what YOU do, by far.

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Music for a Sunday: I really wanna lay it down

Posted on March 4, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Ah, Prince. Equal parts smooth and subversive. Let’s hope this video stays up…

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Wankers of the Week: Robocranks and other bad calls

Posted on March 3, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Crappy weekend, everyone! Well, how’re we liking that ol’ robocall/crank-call scandal of our Dear Leader and his SupposiTory Harper Government™? If this ain’t the gift that’ll keep on giving to us progressives, I don’t know what is. But I’m gonna be keeping my pitchfork handy just in case, because if these clowns don’t leave on their own, someone’s gonna have to ride ’em out on a rail; they are nothing if not persistent. And here they come, in no particular order, along with other equally wanky wankers to round out this week’s list:

1. Matt Fucking Meier. Two free Facebook tips for ya, pal: (1) Guyliner + goatee = douchebaggery, and (2) flaunting cheques from the Harper Government™ for robocalling services rendered will only leave your enemies with an armload of smoking guns. Which can and will be used as evidence against you and your Harper Government™ cronies. PS: When in a hole, dig it deeper by claiming victimhood while going on the frivolous lawsuit offensive. That ought to get you out in no time!

2. Peter Fucking MacKay. He really, REALLY wants us to believe that those robocalls were just A Few Isolated Incidents. And if you DO believe him, I’ve got some lovely oceanfront property that I’ll sell you for a song. In Saskatchewan. Petey, it’s time to STFU about bad apples, and start examining the extent of the dry rot in your barrel.

3. Stephen Fucking Harper. Well, of COURSE Harpo is against by-elections for the ridings he and his CONtempt Party so shamelessly stole with their robocall fraud. Because that would make everything the Harper Government™ has done to date null and fucking VOID, duh! So it stands to reason that he’s gonna try to pretend that this was just the doing of some “rogue” who just happened to have access to a phone bank and a blank cheque from the Harper Government™. And that all those blatantly scripted calls were just some random fluke. Yeah, that’ll wash. Like TAR AND FEATHERS.

PS: No, yelling will NOT make this storm blow over. Unless by “blow over”, you mean morph into a fucking F-5 tornado. PPS: Smear THIS, asshole. Since when do parties disenfranchise their own voters? PPPS: And you can wipe that stupid smirk off your face any time now, Stevie. We’re coming for you.

4. Mike Fucking Duffy. Puffy’s not a journalist, and hasn’t been for several years now. At most, he’s just another cranky, crusty old right-wing talking head (and a rather rotund one, at that). And now we can say he’s also a kooky conspiracy theorist and a HarperCONtempt Party apologist of the first order. Blaming “third parties” for what NO party but the CONS did? Get a fucking life, old man.

5. and 6. Rick and Karen Fucking Santorum. He claims to be nauseated by JFK’s brilliant defence of the separation of church and state; she uses their terminally ill child to nauseatingly tout the Big Insurance party line. It’s getting harder and harder not to see both of these sickening hacks as being in kind of a Faustian threesome with That Dude from the Burny Place. PS: Ha, ha. PPS: And why does this not surprise me?

7. Mitt Fucking Romney. No, I don’t think you’ll truly connect with NASCAR redneck voters by talking about your friends who own NASCAR teams. This is just as stupid as that “couple of Cadillacs” gaffe from last week.

8. Marcel Fucking Guarnizo. He claims that he denied communion to a lesbian at a funeral (for the woman’s own mother!) because she’s “living in sin” with her partner. Actually, it sounds more like the old closet case is just envious. And really, the whole problem could be simply remedied by the church doing just two things: Recognizing same-sex marriage rights, and abolishing the clerical closet — er, CELIBACY.

9. Sam Fucking Brownback. Yet another example of how all these old poop male politicians are totally out of touch with women, and especially those of reproductive age. Oh sure, just get another job if your employer’s insurance won’t cover your birth control! Easily said by one who’s never worked an honest day in his life, eh?

10. David Fucking Barrett. Why the hell is a judge allowed to carry a pistol into the courtroom, let alone brandish it in front of an assault victim? Oh yeah, it’s Georgia, where fuckheadery abounds. Silly me!

11. Ron Fucking Paul. Please, please, PLEASE stop pretending you care about individual rights and liberties. When you’re financed by scoundrels who make their fortunes off the suppression of those same, and who have a raging hate-on for democracy itself, you forfeit any right to be taken seriously any longer, let alone to prate about freedom as if you knew what the hell it was.

12. Dean Fucking Del Mastro. There is but one thing to be said to his assertion that the CONtempt Party “does not place misleading calls to voters”. And that one thing is O RLY?

PS: Ha, ha. And ha, ha, ha fucking HA.

13. Vic Fucking Toews. Still whining like a titty-baby this week. That makes it the third frickin’ week in a row that we get to see just how thin-skinned, self-obsessed and humorless he really is. Fortunately, he’s got Liberal scion-cum-heartthrob Justin Trudeau to school him.

14. Michael Fucking Sona. Y’know, dude, it’s kind of hard for you to protest your innocence and call for the “guilty party” to come forward, when I distinctly recall wank-listing you here last year, around election time, for attempting to directly disenfranchise student voters at the University of Guelph. Not to mention that you tried to steal a fucking ballot box. The UGuelph student advance poll, BTW, was completely legal. What you were doing there was not. And now you expect us to believe you had NO part in the electoral fraud that took place in Guelph? Dude, you’re dreaming. BTW, how does life look from the underside of that bus?

15. Art Fucking Jones. Well, at least he’s honest about having been a neo-Nazi. That’s pretty rare for a Repug. Looks like he still IS one, too. But he’s not being quite so honest about that.

16. Rush Fucking Limbaugh. So, a law student who makes the case for insurance-covered birth control is a “slut”, a “whore”, and a “round-heeled” woman? Well, of course, the Pigman would know, being a connoisseur of sorts. He couldn’t ever get an UNpaid, self-respecting woman into his bed, even if she were stinking drunk!

PS: Oh, SNAP! Here, Sandra, let me hold your coat for you, so you can hit him harder. PPS: Oh, EW. But can we really say we’re surprised that he would want to see that? (And did you hear a fapping noise too, on that audio?) PPPS: Let’s not forget El Rushbo’s stag trip to the DR, six years ago. It does have some bearing on his views, wouldn’t you say? PPPPS: Gee, Rush, it’s a funny thing, but — I DON’T FUCKING BELIEVE YOU!

17. L. Fucking Ian MacDonald. Yeah, dirty tricks are just part of the “fun” of politics. Who cares if real, live people get their real-people lives ruined as a result of dirty politicians fucking them over? Certainly not the National Pest’s grumpy old gasbag, who has only to pick up his regular (and grossly inflated) paycheque at his sinecure every other week. But of course, nothing the Harper Government™ does is ever going to affect HIM. It’s all good, eh? That’s what they’re paying him to say, so it must be so.

18. Patricia Fucking Heaton. Suddenly, Everybody Hates Her, and given that she’s joined the Pigman in the leagues of right-wing slut-shaming bitchery, it’s not hard to see why. Anyway, she’s a fine one to talk about sluttiness; I doubt very much that it was TALENT that won her the role that made her, unfortunately, famous. She is so NOT fucking funny. And it’s past time that she faded back into obscurity, where she belongs.

19. Peggy Fucking Noonan. Since when is support for reproductive rights “extreme”? Oh, only since NEVER, because that would make an overwhelming majority of humankind (including Piggy’s kind, Catholics) into extremists. But ol’ Ronnie Ray-Gun’s chief crapaganda writer has to stay relevant, or at least get her name in the news, SOMEHOW. And her awful facelift won’t pay for itself, so of course, she has to stick her oar in wherever it’s not wanted, and end up gawping like a fish on the rocks.

20. Brad Fucking Trost. I almost wrote “Trollst”, and I’m sure that was not a total coincidence. He IS a troll. And the reason he’s trotting out all this fresh bullshit about an abortion debate is to distract us all from the Robocrank scandal, and keep Harpo’s pathetically small base frothing like santorum over a battle they are NEVER going to win. Trollst is a red-herring-dragger. Any questions?

21. Newt Fucking Gingrich. Did you know teachers are giving kids Teh Ghey? Neither did I. But apparently Newty, whose first wife was a teacher (and his own high school teacher, at that), thinks so. I think we can take all that in the spirit in which it was intended, eh?

22. Pierre Fucking Poilievre. Along with Dean Fucking Del Mastro and Stephen Fucking Harper, he’s gone above and beyond the call of duty this week, distinguishing himself as nothing but a fucking wanker. And a liar extraordinaire. Now, the big question remains: Is HE the “Pierre Poutine” who registered that infamous “burner” cellphone from which the RackNine robocalls were placed?

23. Toby Fucking Harnden. I’m sorry, Mr. Brit Twit, but your obit on Andrew Fucking Breitbart was a wank from start to finish. The man had zero class. As for the Chicken Noodle Network, it dodged a bullet there. The last thing they needed was one more fucking wingnut to cement their irrelevance for all time.

24. Richard Fucking Cebull. Anyone besides me not in the least surprised that this racist judge, who apparently thinks interracial marriage is on a par with bestiality, was appointed by Dubya? Might explain some rather piss-poor judgment there, mightn’t it?

25. Ted Fucking Nugent. Nice to see that he’s still sitting in his own excrement after all these years. Just like poor Seamus, the ex-dog of Mittens, whom the Noodge endorsed this week. Yay!

26. Rob Fucking Anders. Dude, if you are in fact narcoleptic (as opposed to drunk or drugged on the job), then come clean about your medical condition and get help for it. But whatever the case may be, do NOT go falling asleep on people who’ve taken precious time out of their own lives to present a case to you, and then, when they get upset over your falling asleep on them, call them “NDP hacks”. That shit won’t fly, narcolepsy be damned.

27. Kirk Fucking Cameron. Dude, stop. You can’t pray away the gay, any more than you can pray your old TV audience back. Pack it in and face reality.

And finally, to all the fucked-up people who think Barack Obama is in any way, shape or form responsible for the death of the late, unlamented Andrew Fucking Breitbart. I know he was mentally unstable (you could see it in his very prematurely aged face; he had the eyes of a deranged fanatic), but damn — is that shit catching? If it is, I hope you all pop off soon, too, before that disease has a chance to spread any fucking further. Last thing this world needs is an epidemic of galloping brain-rot.

And no, I do not for one instant believe your boy had any incriminating pictures or video of Obama in college, doing anything scandalous. If indeed he did, and it wasn’t fabricated like all but ONE of his outrages turned out to be, then line up, because I bet that if any of YOU have a college education (ha!!!), I doubt your record is any cleaner. Just because a drunken lunatic rants that he’s hearing messages from outer space on his dental fillings doesn’t mean that he’s actually in touch with Alpha Centauri.

Goodnight, and get fucked!

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Festive Left Friday Blogging: Chavecito gets a visitor

Posted on March 2, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Via Cubadebate’s Facebook page, some fresh photos that came in just now:

Now, who might that healthy, hearty-looking guy be? Surely not the same walking corpse that the lamestream media, on the orders of a crapaganda-peddling putschist private “intelligence” (ha!) outfit known as STRATFOR, have been writing off for dead already?

Oh yeah, and he got a distinguished visitor, too. You may recognize him:

That’s another guy whom the lamestream media were writing off for dead, very prematurely, after a round of abdominal surgeries a few years ago. Notice a pattern there?

Friendship and solidarity: ALWAYS good for the soul.

¡Viva Chavecito y viva Fidel!

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Heroes for Today: Sandra Fluke, standing tall for women

Posted on March 2, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Watch this video in its entirety and see if you can find anything about this bright young woman that would justify the Pigman, Rush Limbaugh, in calling her a slut simply for asking that her Catholic university provide birth control pills to female students who need them for medical reasons:

Notice, too, how the university president himself is backing her up on this one, despite any differences over school policy. Sweet, eh?

I do believe this won’t be the last we hear of Sandra Fluke. She has the makings of a real leader and advocate. In a few years’ time, she could be the next Sarah Weddington, especially if the war over birth control escalates. Given the stranglehold of the Reich-wingnuts on US politics, it probably will.

And yes, birth control pills are indeed good for many things besides contraception. I took them for 15 years to regulate my erratic, heavy and painful periods; others take them to clear up severe acne, relieve endometriosis, painful fibrocystic breast or uterine disease, polycystic ovarian syndrome, and a host of other hormonally-linked ailments. The Pill has even been recommended for Catholic nuns, to help prevent certain cancers that have been linked to nulliparity.

For the Pigman to call women (including NUNS!) sluts for trying to treat those conditions is beyond disgusting, and that’s why there’s a call to get his sorry ass off the air for good. I don’t know about you, but I’ve heard more than enough of his “feminazi” bluster and hypocritical bullshitting to last me a lifetime. Let’s stand with Sandra and get it done.

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Stupid Sex (Hater) Tricks: Amend THIS, motherfuckers!

Posted on March 2, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Actually, I think female orgasms should be written into EVERY constitution.

(You’ll note as well that the would-be legislators totally forgot the clitoris, which is made for nothing BUT pleasure, as it serves no reproductive purpose whatsoever. And that’s the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it. Uh-huh, uh-huh.)

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