Here's A Thought (Not Really)

OK, here's something I realized the other night. A woman's heart can be likened to a man's balls; they want you to touch it, but gently, as they are very very sensitive and not that sexy either.

I realize that what I just said does not make a whole lot of sense, but I just don't like balls a great deal. I prefer to pretend that they are not there (kind of like guys seem to pretend you--and they-- are void of emotions.)

Also, my uncle and aunt just had their 25 years of marriage anniversy. Yeah I know, they deserve to be congratulated. They were celevrating and my uncle said, during a speech, something that hinted what would be "on the menu" for his wife that night. I , his niece, and all my cousins, his kids, had to hear it. Yuk. Another thing I like to pretend is that all people over the age of... 38... do not have sex. I know it isn't true, but I still like to think so, and they probably like turning a blind eye to me, and the rest of the younger genereation and the fact that some of us do have sex, or whatever.