Pussy, Cootchie, my girl, and the one that my mom used to call it "bootchie". WTF? That one cracks me up.
What do you call your vagina?
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I just recently got my first ever Brazillian wax and when my husband saw it he started calling it " Smoothie " so now even in public he can talk about having a smoothie and nobody know what we are really talking about ! LOL !
Originally posted by
Blinker
Maybe you call it your beaver, snatch, or Marie Osmond.
I've heard it be called a Trapper Keeper and snakehole.
I call mine everything from cooter to twat.
What about you?
I've heard it be called a Trapper Keeper and snakehole.
I call mine everything from cooter to twat.
What about you?
08/16/2010
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Awww that is sweet! Mine talks about a 'juicy peach' for the same reaction.
Originally posted by
ajdlp1
I just recently got my first ever Brazillian wax and when my husband saw it he started calling it " Smoothie " so now even in public he can talk about having a smoothie and nobody know what we are really talking about ! LOL !
08/16/2010
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Yeah. He's an old "Free" hippy dude, and seems to think that peeing in the Wild is a God Given Right. Maybe he's right. The other day, after I had said, "For God's sake, Man, put you dick away!" while he was happily whizzing near the fence, and I could see him from the deck, he asked me if I ever peed in our yard. NO, WE HAVE TOILETS! I have never peed on our property outside.
Originally posted by
msblackpetite
I just wanna say LOL @ "For heaven's sake, Man, put your dick away." I'll have to use that a few times.
I call it pussy, kitty, or vagina if Im near minors or elders
I call it pussy, kitty, or vagina if Im near minors or elders
He didn't believe me. *sigh* Living with him is like either training a wild beast, who refuses to be brought down, or raising a 12 year old boy who refuses to grow up. I love him so much, though. Dick hanging out and all.
08/16/2010
HORIZONRIDER
Vagina, Vag, and Vajayjay mostly.
I grew up in a house where my mother thought that Vagina and penis were unacceptable words. She never told me why she felt this way, and she also never gave me a word that I would be able to use without her somehow getting offended. Because of this, vagina has been almost the only thing I have ever been able to call it, other than "baby gate" when I was pregnant.
I grew up in a house where my mother thought that Vagina and penis were unacceptable words. She never told me why she felt this way, and she also never gave me a word that I would be able to use without her somehow getting offended. Because of this, vagina has been almost the only thing I have ever been able to call it, other than "baby gate" when I was pregnant.
11/10/2010
I am uncomfortable with saying the word vagina (interestingly, more so as I get older.). We tend to use a variety of pet names for both male and female parts. Mine are called coochy, puss (but for some reason pussy isn't comfortable.), pee-pee (long story.), wobbly bits, pinky, petals, others that aren't coming to me now. Oh! And poochy specifically for the bulge in undies.
11/30/2010
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My 8 year old nephew thinks he can tinkle anywhere with shrubbery. Last year he darted outside to the front yard when he had to go. The bathroom was closer! And recently he used a bush at a very-peopled park. I scolded him lightly, and told him that I held my bladder for a trans-Atlantic flight. Again, the restroom was fairly close. I get freaked out when people are so comfortable with taking their normally hidden parts out. I feel there is a time and place for such things in civilized societies!
Originally posted by
P'Gell
Yeah. He's an old "Free" hippy dude, and seems to think that peeing in the Wild is a God Given Right. Maybe he's right. The other day, after I had said, "For God's sake, Man, put you dick away!" while he was happily whizzing near the fence, and I
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Yeah. He's an old "Free" hippy dude, and seems to think that peeing in the Wild is a God Given Right. Maybe he's right. The other day, after I had said, "For God's sake, Man, put you dick away!" while he was happily whizzing near the fence, and I could see him from the deck, he asked me if I ever peed in our yard. NO, WE HAVE TOILETS! I have never peed on our property outside.
He didn't believe me. *sigh* Living with him is like either training a wild beast, who refuses to be brought down, or raising a 12 year old boy who refuses to grow up. I love him so much, though. Dick hanging out and all.
He didn't believe me. *sigh* Living with him is like either training a wild beast, who refuses to be brought down, or raising a 12 year old boy who refuses to grow up. I love him so much, though. Dick hanging out and all.
11/30/2010