Daughter buys a brand new expensive car, a Volvo. For vacation she drives 800 miles to the family homestead to show it off to the clan. Mom is super impressed. Why, this is a respectable sign of wealth, what with the exorbitant price tag, beefy turbo engine, and luxurious vibrating-heated-100%-leather seats.
Three months later Mother and Daughter talk over the phone. Mom complains about a neighbor: “She’s bragging about her family again. But I stopped the talk quick. I said, ‘well, my daughter’s got a new Vulva.’ That shut her up.”
“What?” asks Daughter
“I told her about your Vulva.”
“Mom! I drive a Volvo. Vul-voh.”
“What?”
“Volvo is a car. A vulva is something different. It’s, you know, some female anatomy.”
“But, I’ve been telling everyone about your Vulva. About how quick and expensive it is, and how nice it smells!
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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