My best friend gave me a cute little stuffed beaver some time back. It has a zipper compartment and tags all over it that say "Canada". So I named it Rodney. *g* It's hanging on the strap of my purse and I put it's zippered compartment to good use without thinking of the sick humor aspect first. Rodney the Beaver contains a payload of OB tampons. *snicker*
I couldn't make this kind of shit up if I tried.
I couldn't make this kind of shit up if I tried.