Q Center

February 25, 2011

if it walks like a man, if it talks like a man, if it smells like a man…

Dear questioner of my vagina’s existence, It was a fine snowy evening when I walked into the “women’s bathroom” on the second floor of Mary Gates Hall. I had just finished my favorite class, Bioengineering Research, and a 32 oz bottle of Rain Berry Gatorade. Hoping to avoid “spilling my lemonade” on the one hour…