Semantic satiation is a psychological phenomenon in which saying a word over and over again causes the phrase to lose meaning and sound weird. Vaginas can be viewed in the same light. A glimpse at a vagina is a beautiful thing, almost majestic. But staring at a vagina for too long and really examining its every character trait, and it may start to look like a hairy axe wound. Regardless, vaginas rule, no matter the size or shape. Love you guys, keep up the good work.
So I thought I’d spend my morning utilizing my $100,000 Economics degree by drawing my ideal vagina and continuing to make my parents proud.
The first requirement is my initials etched into her pubic hair, naturally. I don’t think that’s too much to ask. Next, I prefer cool vaginas, not fucking Stephen Glansberg ones that sit alone at lunch. Therefore, my ideal cha-cha is wearing sunglasses and generally not giving a fuck. My vagina should also reaffirm me that my penis is worthy because I question that daily. So instead of Googling its size to see where it matches up in the general male population, I’d prefer my vagina to drop me a quick line like “Whoa! I got my hands full tonight!” or “that’s DEFINITELY bigger than a chess piece.”
Needless to say, I haven’t found a vagina that checks every box off my list, but I won’t stop searching until I do. That’s a promise.