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Burp

3/20/2015

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I was walking my dog after having a few beers and experienced a long, stinky and totally enjoyable belch.

That means I'm a guy, right?

No, I am a female who is pissed off I can't belch with family and friends, and not be considered a dyke in training. And, let me make this clear and politically correct. Even though I like to play hide the sausage, some of my best friends are dykes. And they burp with impunity.

I am urging all women to assert their rights to be human beings and not be a male created stereotype. Those Irish Grannies knew what they were talking about.

Better out than in.

Start burping with loved ones. Have contests. (Not after eating Kimchee!)

Start a new honest relationship with your significant other and your family.

Start bugging the toy company to invent a Belching Barbie.

Be honest. When you're sitting around with your girlfriends after eating a plate of nachos and drinking a Bud, you don't rip off a few?

The world needs to acknowledge that you can be drop dead gorgeous and not be considered a creature of horror just because a loud belch emerged from those perfect red lips.

Come on Ladies! Your grandmothers pioneered a new freedom unheard of forty years ago.

Let's shatter a MALE created stereotype that desirable woman are supposed to crap rose petals and blush becomingly while the man enjoys his oh-so-pleasurable burp.

Forget the ice bucket challenge.

My dream is to see a video of a group of fearless woman burping in unison and saying

HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?

America start BURPING!










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Paul
3/20/2015 02:20:57 am

Love it

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