I’d genuinely think that I’d been drugged by someone, and I would be extremely worried, and I’d genuinely believe that I was about to be the victim of a sex-crime, or possibly overdose and die! Especially given how tiny I am! I'd call 911 immediately, and hope to god that they got there before I lost consciousness, and the guy with the rape-van “disappeared” me, until my corpse was discovered dumped in a ditch somewhere! Given my drugged-up state #ClearlyNotMyFault, I might wonder “wait, is that like JUST a regular broom, or does it have a seat? Just how the hell does she sit on that thing?” Because, as a woman, I feel confident in saying that I could not imagine the agony of being "horizontally empaled” along my pudendal cleft by a ¾ inch wide stick, which would be both right in-between, and crushing, my lady-bits with about 50 pounds per square inch of pressure! But if this someone was male, I’d probably really wonder where the hell are his testicles? I mean unless he was screaming in agony “someone please help me! The leftone has already popped!”, at least that would make some sense!
You have the most vivid imagination of any adult I’ve ever met. I hope you never loose that child-like wonder. It’s so endearing. Laura, 🥰 🤗
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I’d genuinely think that I’d been drugged by someone, and I would be extremely worried, and I’d genuinely believe that I was about to be the victim of a sex-crime, or possibly overdose and die! Especially given how tiny I am! I'd call 911 immediately, and hope to god that they got there before I lost consciousness, and the guy with the rape-van “disappeared” me, until my corpse was discovered dumped in a ditch somewhere! Given my drugged-up state #ClearlyNotMyFault, I might wonder “wait, is that like JUST a regular broom, or does it have a seat? Just how the hell does she sit on that thing?” Because, as a woman, I feel confident in saying that I could not imagine the agony of being "horizontally empaled” along my pudendal cleft by a ¾ inch wide stick, which would be both right in-between, and crushing, my lady-bits with about 50 pounds per square inch of pressure! But if this someone was male, I’d probably really wonder where the hell are his testicles? I mean unless he was screaming in agony “someone please help me! The left one has already popped!”, at least that would make some sense!
You have the most vivid imagination of any adult I’ve ever met.
I hope you never loose that child-like wonder. It’s so endearing.
Laura, 🥰 🤗
It'd for sure be a much more economical way of traveling. Aside from that, I think I'd have some deep concerns about my mental health. Lol
I want one too! Car insurance and gas is getting ridiculous.
I would think it was a Witch?
I'd start looking for the Rescue Racer Crew.
I'd definitely think witchcraft