In the late of the night, the simplest things can amuse a man in a way that only men will be amused.
To me, it is just tissue and cum. To him, it’s ti-cum.
Then laughter echos throughout the bathroom to the almost dangerous point of waking his parents up.
So it’s like potluck then?
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To me, it’s a tampon string sticking out from my underneath.
To him, I am a woman-shaped dynamite with my string waiting to be lit up so that I can go KABOOM.
Men. They have the weirdest minds ever.