Crashing the Men’s Room

Every time I go to a busy public place, I run into the same problem. Part of the issue is my pathetic bladder, which, since it no longer has a uterus to prop it up, tends to complain if it isn’t emptied way too many times a day. It’s rather like using a waterglass for…

Uterine Saga Part Seven: The Aftermath

At long last, here I am at the final chapter of the story of my evil uterus Augustine, who was banished to a place far, far away, almost four years ago. If you haven’t read the previous chapters, I recommend starting at the beginning. Part One: The Back Story Part Two: Full Revolt Part Three:…