People look at me strange when I buy tampons at the supermarket.
“They’re for the wife,” I say patiently, as I pack them away.
Then I readjust my Darth Vader helmet and walk out all dignified like.
People look at me strange when I buy tampons at the supermarket.
“They’re for the wife,” I say patiently, as I pack them away.
Then I readjust my Darth Vader helmet and walk out all dignified like.