I like flying coach. the seats are close enough that you can listen in on the most interesting conversations and experience the most intriguing smells.
there was a couple in the row behind me yesterday on my way back from happyland and they weren't happy. she, in her twenties and nothing short of stunning, seemed to have rejected his advances earlier that day. I didn't think they were going to shout or do anything else highly comedic, so I was about to tune out when she said something that sparked my interest.
"You would be pissed too if you knew you were about to get kicked in the nuts for the next week."
there isn't a lot that's really worse than getting a good, hard kick into your nuts. it makes you want to puke, cry and laugh hysterically at the same time and I blame an incident much like this one for the existence of the bee gees, tax codes and the republican party. but something tells me a woman can never really know what this feels like, just as much as I think a man can never really know what having the period feels like. unless of course the hive mind, which proved quite capable here
, interfers with another exceptional explanation.
so how does it feel to have your period?