Bangell Bangell

Bangell Ever since I popped out of my mother's vagina, stared back into the abyss from whence I came and looked up at the ugly face of the doctor whose hands were descending upon me, I've known that life is shit. Now, re-entering a vagina has become a dutiful quest throughout my teenage years, whilst staving off the incessant onslaught of asininity brought upon me by the fatuous dicks that surround me. I'd like to think that I possess a modicum of intelligence that allows me to stand out from the crowd, like an erection in the boys' changing rooms. Then again, I probably just seem like another pretentious tit.