It's an owl-and-a-pussy-
I stumbled across this line and decided it was high time to revisit a certain marzipan vagina straight out of the past, just the way you like them. Honestly, though, I almost didn't have the heart to post this one. I mean, what is wrong with me? Kids come to this blog looking for help with their homework, and how do I thank them, with candy vagina owls! Am I not a child of God? Did my mother not raise me right? And the answer to that is, no to the second because no to the first. I was going to have the owussy saying something a little cleverer, like, "I am never so content as when I am digesting a girthy vole," but that seemed a little unwieldy when all was said and done, and in the end I could not resist the balls-to-the-wall elegance of all those Hoo HOOs.