In view of the unhappy news about Mindweapons’ sabbatical, I thought I would post something humorous but instructive for my good friend, sparring partner, and not-so-secret cyber-crush, Hipster Racist and his crew.
At the end of my fifth year of elementary school, the boys and girls were separated and herded off to different rooms by respectively the male and female coach. We girls got to watch some god-awful, cringe-worthy movie about entering puberty where we were assaulted with visions of hairy armpits and sweat stains on shirtsleeves. There was a question and answer session with the female coach.
As we rejoined the boys, I noticed that they were watching us girls warily and tiptoeing around us like they were walking on eggshells. I finally got curious and asked about the stuff that went on in the other room. Well, the boys got to see the same film … grosss ……
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