Lips, eyebrows, nose (each side), ears. Dermal anchors in your chest, cheeks, and
forehead. Your nipples, your clit, your
labia. All of them pierced. You travel exclusively by train or speedboat,
you hate your father, and you’re pretty sure you’re out of things to
pierce. Well, you were pretty sure this
morning.
But by the time this afternoon rolls around you’re going to
be singing a very, very different tune.
And the name of that tune will be “Shove That Sterile Instrument Through
the Skin Between My Vagina and My Anus.”
That’s right, today you’re going to join the ranks of people with
pierced taints. It’s going to hurt
tremendously, ruin sex for you, and bowel movements are going to generate an
impressively disproportionate risk of infection for the next few months. It’ll decrease soon, but remain higher than
normal for the rest of your life, thanks to the holes in your body where shit
can get stuck.
Upsides will include being able to tell people you have a
pierced taint and being able to relate to Courtney Love on a very specific
level.
We’re not sure those things qualify as upsides, come to
think of it. Ah well. Enjoy your pierced taint! If you ever have a child, be sure to remove
that piercing before you enter your third trimester.
Congratulations on Finding Something New to Pierce!
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