I fucking peed. Of course this is true, Tracey my dear, and why? Because a man’s waxing poetic about The Almighty Tool is just so….. we’ve heard all this before, thank you, all day, every day, ad infinitum.

A woman’s waxing poetic about that part of her so fucking powerful it just so happens to produce human life? Not so much.

So for my reading dollar, my girl, have at it, if for no other reason than ours variety for a change, and celebrating something bloody well worth celebrating, as opposed to the widespread worship of such an itty bitty chunk of manflesh that half the human population seems to think is the be all, end all.