PickledCherub
Saturday, April 30, 2005
No Babies Gonna Be Born Here!
Looking for drugs tonight (something for my annoyingly stuffy, itchy ear-inducing allergies), I rifled though the bottom drawer next to the toilet. It's one of those cheap but certainly good enough plastic storage units that almost everyone has in their bathrooms. The drawer is filled with condoms, generic anti-diarrheal, and about to expire pregnancy tests. Lindsay and I haven't used condoms in years, being in monogamous relationships with an alternate form of (extremely effective) birth control. Yet we still have approximately fifty condoms of different types. Some are generic from Planned Parenthood, some were bought, and I'm sure there are some brightly colored and/or flavored prophallactics. We don't need them, but I can't bring myself to get rid of them. Would Planned Parenthood take them back?
On another note, it's my mom's 56th Birthday today.
Happy Birthday, Mom!
On another note, it's my mom's 56th Birthday today.
Happy Birthday, Mom!
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