[Image Text: Hey FYI, in case you’ve been wondering, the paper maché vulva sculpture in the basement full of dirty dishes was something Lea made which we only found today while investigating a strange smell we’ve noticed around the house. It’s not our and we are currently figuring out what to do with it. Anyway, if you’ve noticed an odd smell like a naired sunk lmk cuz we’re trying to figure out the source.]
For posterity, here is a re-telling of the saga that is the left-hand chaos magic vulva shrine that @masklayer (Tom), @samanthaistyping (Sam), and I found in our basement back when we all lived together some years ago. This is going to be long so click “read more” to read this novella I will write for you starring many familiar cohost faves.
Now that this has been shared into my feed once more I must inform all new followers of one of the most deranged things that's happened to me
Epilogue: that silverware was just Ikea stuff but it really did have sentimental value. I still own and happily use the dishes Shel dunked, including that quill one, which is the cup I use for my coffee on workdays (and was also from Ikea).
