Me: There’s a uterus in my coffee.
He: That’s hysterical.
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When I make my own I always get hearts (or bums when my son who is 7 turns it around!)
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November 2011: Women of LettersEdited by Michaela McGuire and Marieke Hardy
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When I make my own I always get hearts (or bums when my son who is 7 turns it around!)