Man, I take a hiatus from EADD for a bit and the next thing I know every other thread is named vagina.
Ok, so here are some things I have to say about them while we're on the topic:
1) I like having one.
2) I was going to post in Vagina Lover's thread but could not for the life of me come up with anything witty.
3) True vagina story via California and Bristol:
When I went to the UK a couple of years ago I met up with one of my favorite UK Bluelight friends in Bristol. He and I are about as different as two people could be but instant bonds of the soul are never to be questioned so we didn't bother. But it is important to the story for you to know that I am a feminist and he was probably the nicest and funniest misogynist I have ever befriended. We were looking for something to do whilst walking around on my requested Banksy tour and we saw a sign for a performance of the Penis Monologues. He thought that was bizarre and I asked him had he never heard of the Vagina Monologues? No, of course he hadn't. He may or may not have said , "Ew!" I don't remember. We decided to get tickets and it turned out that it was a two-for-one offering and the first play was a one woman improv called Women Who Wank.
When we got inside the very small room, it was painfully obvious that most of the 'theatre' was populated by other theatre people (ie her friends) and that there were only three men in the whole audience. The show started and she began calling on people in the audience, particularly those that were with men, asking who they were to each other and how they met. Now my friend was over 6 feet tall and has a terrible anxiety problem so as he began sinking down further and further into his rickety metal folding chair I kept trying to whisper in his ear, "Say I'm your grandmother's friend from America!" because I knew that saying we were "friends that met online on a drug forum", especially with our age difference (60/27) just wouldn't come out right.
So we managed to escape without her calling us out because she then went on to calling on people in the audience to describe their masturbation8). I was working myself up to say, "None of your goddamn business!" when a woman said, "Your question makes me uncomfortable and it is as bad as rape." --which pretty much derailed the rest of her "performance" including that she could not figure out how to end it on a high note after the very long discussion about sexual violence as opposed to intrusions of privacy, so I offered to tell a "happy vagina story" so my poor giant, sweating friend could escape before we had to call an ambulance. She, either resigned or relieved I couldn't tell, invited me down to the stage where I related the story of my friend's four year old that was waiting to cross the street with her grandmother, her great aunt and her mom. When the light turned green she shouted, "Hang on to your buginas ladies, cuz
here we go!"
I practically had to administer CPR to my poor friend who said he had never been so scared in his life. I asked him if it were the social anxiety, the fact that he was in a room outnumbered by overly serious feminists, the fact that the chair he was sitting on resembled a gopher trap or just the appallingly bad theatre? Anyway, the Penis Monologues was fantastic and we had lots of good laughs.

I wonder if the next time I stop by EADD every other thread title will have penis in it?