Speaking of that piece, here's some fine illustration :
Right ? Let no-one say I am divisive. On the contrary : the chitlin gather around my effigy like socially awkward jewtards at a singles mixer.
Which, obviously, begs the question...
Unsurprisingly, there's no-one left to answer.
Maybe they're (mutually) pregnant ? Ah, if only there were an Elsie Shutt for bois, too, so they could continue "working" while "pregnant" just like the girls do! Please -- spread the revolution! Down with the MPatriarchy!
Anyways, it... "it's easy being me", or however that went. Espresso Cubano dontcha know (at the sun drenched Wichita Mini-mall [of America!!!]).