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![]() The Vagina Monologue
This year, I am resolved to go deeper into the self, so I decided to ask
my Vagina to Be My Valentine. This is what she said: Oh, ho-ho... look who's trying to sweet-talk me now. Weren't having
as much fun as we used to have when that boy was over the other night,
were we? You expect me to just come to life all of a sudden as soon as
some dude shoves his hand in your panties? After ignoring me and denying
me and telling me to shut up every time I say something? And when we DO
talk, you don't even LOOK at me. You just shut out the lights and
smother me in some musty pillow. I LIKE to be TOUCHED, you know. And not
poked at like some hick kid pokes at a dead animal. I like being felt,
pressed, massaged. And girl, it takes time. I'm not a light switch.
Things gotta change with you--big time--before I even think about
spending quality time with you again.
I mean, gawd, what happened? We used to be so close! And that boy you
dated forever was like obsessed with me. Those were the days! Even
though he was clueless and so were you, it was still good times because
you both were so curious and exploratory. I mean, what's your deal,
girl? As soon as he was outta your life, you stopped talking to me. Like
you were punishing ME for being the asshole!--no offense, ass hole. Like
when you dumped him, you dumped me too. Girl, that just doesn't make
sense. Now, I know you're excited about this hookup you've got goin'
but it's not gonna happen just like that. You gotta talk to me honestly
and with Respect, and you gotta pay attention. I need you to spend TIME
with me and really get to know me again. And I mean YOU--not your body
pillow. Check me out and maybe I'll be more apt to play. I mean, I'm
ready for it. Fuck, it's what I'm HERE for. But you gotta stop abusing
our relationship, okay? Believe me, we can have some AMAZING fun--I'm
capable of stuff you haven't DREAMED of--but you gotta show a little
love.
And I heard what you said about boobs. "They're
embarrassed." What the fuck's that about? They are the two
biggest hams on the planet. Well maybe not the biggest, but they
aren't nowhere near "embarrassed." You might wanna give them a talk;
last time I checked, they were pissed. "You have to bite 'em?"
Did you ever stop to think that maybe they were ignoring you, going numb
on you just like you've been ignoring them? Girl, you've got some
changes to make. Get your priorities straight. Then maybe I'll be your
valentine. Much love,
Cunt
Also by Jessie Tierney Open Wide
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