I'm writing a short story about the male equivalent but can somebody please give me a basic synopsis of the original please?
I just wanted a first person account written in language that was real, rather than pretentious journalism.
"The male equivalent" was a description used by the comedian who's one man show it is. His name is Richard Herring and the show is called Talking Cock.
I have been to see the vagina monologues in Leicester with Rula Lenska. It was absolutely fantastic. Made me laugh and cry.
What do you want to know?
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wilma
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There is a well known 'play' of the above name with only four women reading out things which have been said by woman about their vaginas. (not the nicest word in the english language). Some are very funny, some are very sad and some are inbetween.
The comment with the most pathos was a woman who, when necking with her first boyfriend, made the seat of his new car wet and he told her off for it - she said she never tried that again and thought of her vagina as like a cellar - damp, dark and no-one ever goes there. She was about 75 when spoken to...
The bit about the 'cold steel duck lips' was the funniest - duck lips being what one woman called the speculum.... she asked why it couldn't be in soft purple plastic rather than cold hard steel!!!
Richard Herring's stuff has a whole website to itself - google will throw it up.
I remember the SHOCK of the audience (lot of men there too!) when at that point Wilma the 4 readers kept on repeating 'cunt, cunt......' A VERY LARGE intake of breath by the combined audience, but eventually the word became meaningless.
Worth a visit if it's on in your area.
Do you recall the vagina facts that were quoted...........
There are 6,000 nerve endings in the clitoris, that is twice as many as on the tongue, the fingetips and the lips and three times as many as in the Penis!!
I cannot remember it exactly but it ran along those sort of line.
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Wilma
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Thanks for all of your comments, they're much appreciated.
One thing that has always puzzled me... how can anyone not manage to find a clit? I mean they're not that tiny are they? Therefore, what's the problem? Is there such a thing as intentional blindness? Trying to find a clit isn't like trying to find a needle in a hay stack, or head-lice in long hair....
Blue shuffles off still scratching her head....yes, head lice are really hard bastards to find....
I suppose some mens inability to find such a large and obvious object as a clit is a genetic blindness , as has been suggested . Its similar in alot of ways to watching a woman looking for the oil filler cap on her car .
:shock: Ducks for Cover
G
I was invited to see the vagina monologues once.
"It'll be right up your street" she said.
"Oh, and why's that?"
"Cos you talk like a c**t!"