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Tampons


Tampons.

Tampons are s e c r e t.

Be quiet, honey, be 

Quiet, now.

 

Where are the tampons?

 

NO, child.

 

You must say

'feminine products'.

To make it less

Awkward for men.

 

(Even though male condoms

Aren't hard to find.)

 

But whatever, let's make

it all less awkward.

 

 

Shush.

 

Shush.

 

Shush, darling.

 

Vaginas are secret.

 

 

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