Just remember that when you leave yourself signed-in to Facebook you risk reputation-damaging misrepresentations. In this case, my wife took a quarter-pound bite out of my street-cred by posting lovey-dovey remarks about miracles, birth and love and babies and blessings. Look at my company on this wall, and I think you'll have to agree this isn't my kind of tea party.
I believe you should stop hiding behind your obvious insecurities and embrace your cavernous feminine tendencies. Once you cast away your testosterone-fueled inhibitions and exorcise those Y-chromosome demons, you will be much happier with whom you truly are inside. Go, and be one with Mother Earth, Sistah!
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