Mother Mary, Let’s be Honest…
After all was said and done, you were just another girl who got gizzed on.
Got gizzed on vs. Immaculate conception. Hmm….
I guess it’s an honest mistake. I’ve believed some really dumb stuff.
Like, when I was four I put a green balloon on my toe and showed it to my mom, who screamed and said “What happened to your toe?!” I just realized a few years ago she knew it was a balloon all along.
I also recently made a startling revelation: that Barbie Doll arm that disappeared when I was about three probably didn’t fall into a worm hole. Like anything else, the most simple conclusion is probably the correct one. In fact, I bet one of our dog’s ate it. Maybe even a more outlandish conclusion would explain it…like my sister stuck it up her ass and was too ashamed to admit it. Or she stuck it too far up there to reach. Anything is possible…
Except, by the way, immaculate conception. Even assuming there is a God, I just don’t think getting pregnant without some form of sperm finding its way into the birth canal is possible. Am I a cynic? Yeah, but I really don’t see what that has to do with anyway.
