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THE CHRISTENING
A.A. Milne

What shall I call
My dear little dormouse?
His eyes are small,
But his tail is e-nor-mouse.

I sometimes call him Terrible John,
‘Cos his tail goes on –
And on –
And on.
And I sometimes call him Terrible Jack,
‘Cos his tail goes on to the end of his back.
And I sometimes call him Terrible James,
‘Cos he says he likes me calling him names…

But I think I shall call him Jim,
‘Cos I am fond of him.

will I go to hell or worse if I ask if they’re going to feature a certain operation prevalent in certain parts of the world on the certain organ that the only registered charity in the UK uses as part of their name?

Or am I just not in a good mood and it shows?

So let’s just look at the cute little dormouse. Isn’t that the creature in the teapot at Alice’s Tea Party?

Would you like a little more tea?
But I haven’t had any yet so I can’t very well take more.

huh, I always thought it was door-mouse. I don’t know if I’ve sever seen one, but I have seen a field-mouse, who is just as cute.

See? I got through the entire comment without making any snarky remarks about the Vag-useum. Maybe because if useum one, useum all?

What is it with some women and their obsession with certain of their body parts?

Some day maybe guys will dance around in male organ costumes (other than in parades in San Francisco). Guys who do/would are just as whack as these “ladies.”

Why not cover everyone and just call it the International Crotch Museum.

A dormouse hibernates six months of the year??? No wonder Lewis Carroll had him be such a sleepyhead in the mad tea party scene in Alice. You have to wonder what evolutionary benefit being out of the “mouse race” half the year would confer, though. It must have conferred something, or the dormouse would be extinct.

Apologies in advance; I simply could not resist this.

It may be the only but perhaps not the first charity with “vagina” or equivalent in its name. According to Wikipedia:

North Lincolnshire Museum (formerly known as Scunthorpe Museum) is a local museum in the town of Scunthorpe, north Lincolnshire, England.

I imagine they changed the name because web searches had all the results filtered into the pr0n bucket.

The big question is – what monument or museum will be built to the “third Gender” (now being demanded by leading Equus Africanus Asinus party candidates) and which body part will be this third gender symbol?

This raving lunatic madness has, however, given me a new goal in life.

I now am determined to live until SANITY returns.

and then there’s the warning not to put garlic in places because it’s “the perfect area” for killer botulism bacteria to grow.

?
o.0

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-6955323/Do-not-garlic-VAGINA-gynaecologist-urges-women.html

I’m really not sure which of all this is the weirdest part, but I am compelled to bring all of it to your attention.

Dormouse. Should have stuck with Dormouse.

Uncle Al, in the early days of the internet, poor old Scunthorpe famously stopped getting their mail for a while because of a rogue pr0n filter.

I started with dormouse, but then my corrupt thoughts led me to think of titmouse (yes, a bird). But then I wondered: might some loopy zoologist/naturefarian have named something a vaginamouse? Behold! My search yielded this:

http://www.entertainmentbuddha.com/mouse-for-pervs-the-g-point/