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They don't even hold a thimble full of liquid. 10 minutes into my shift, I already feel a crime scene flowing in my pants. What a waste of time and money. Stop selling these useless fucking things! And what's with 10 fucking bucks for rags? And why are women's products still made with carcenogenic materials? 10 bucks a month to get cancer. I might as well buy a pack of cigs too and call it a day. What a bunch of bullshit! If men bled, shit would be free!
- Bloody arsed, bitchy and broke