Saturday, September 4, 2010
Aunt Flow Really is a Curse!!
My boyfriend and I are planning an end of summer backpacking trip with a few of our friends, that's pretty close to our local mountains and I was just sitting here thinking, FUCK, aunt flow is coming that weekend. I really hate having to plan shit according to when the evil bitch shows her weary head.
Now, plans are ruined because my bloody fucking ass cannot go into the woods bleeding like a stuck pig, causing wild animals to pop their heads into our camp site and getting a surprise attack from Yogi Bear. (good thing my boyfriend knows some jiu jitsu, he could totally put a rear naked choke on it's ass)
I know there's the possibility of just burying the shit in my own personal dirt toilet that I would need to create with my damn shovel. But that's just too much for me to have to deal with. I don't even like peeing or shitting in the woods, let alone changing a tampon.
I'm completely pissed.
My boyfriend bought tons of shit for this trip, including a self inflating air mattress and sleeping bag for me and I don't even get to enjoy it. And there's no way the date can be changed either, as they all requested the days off of work already.
So, FUCK YOU AUNT FLOW!
Thanks for fucking me, yet again.
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