Amazing how you all flock when the word “sex” comes up. Yeah, don’t try to pretend you were just stopping by. Chicken is totally on to you. “Know thyself, know thy perverted friends”, that’s what I always say.
I’m not going to talk about sex, though. I’m repressed for a tattooed chicken. Luckily, I don’t have to. My good friend, CB, who often comments here, was nice enough to share the following video with me of Julia Sweeney talking about the day sex came up with her eight-year-old.
I’m not going to lie. It is hilarious. And scary. If you, like Absolute Narcissism, have recently had cause to have “the talk”, you will appreciate this.
And remember World, “People figure out the legs. They just do”
And Wikipedia? Bad idea.
Enjoy your weekend, World.