I have the utmost respect for Freddie Mercury, but I seriously doubt he's ever spent any significant time building vaginas out in Asia Minor, as he claims he or this fictional "Killer Queen" liked to do in the song of the same name. However, I learned a long time ago not to underestimate Freddie. As for building vaginas, I find it to be a noble endeavor to say the least. I, myself, have always been a friend to the vagina. Sure, our friendship has seen its ups and downs, and in recent years we've grown apart. Still, I maintain a certain undying devotion, even if by afar. Some things are simply out of our control. And yet, my loyalty has never wavered, I remain true to the vagina and her plight, whether real or imagined. And I have no doubt our paths will converge someday. Perhaps even tonight. Unless of course the bitch cancels again! Rest in sweet peace, Freddie.