You know, after reading this thread I realized that I could of have had a V8.
Oh, I think there are plenty of other ways in which that could end, none of them really good 
Exactly. For those women, they could end up either dead or with deformed babies, or needing a surgical abortion anyway. For the rest of us, we could find our access to herbal remedies blocked “for our own safety” because a few nitwits didn’t think things out properly. For me, I just get sick at heart when a scared woman calls me begging for something that doesn’t exist - a safe and effective herbal abortifaceant.
Along those lines, how’s this for frightening? I once ordered some cloth menstrual pads, and with it came a booklet of do-it-yourself gynecology that includes three herbal abortion recipes. :eek: :eek: :eek:
And three days later, I can’t believe this took me so long to think of this…
What should be the tattoo she gets on her lower belly? “Arbeit macht frei” or “Abandon All Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here” (preferably in the original Italian)?
At one point in Toy Story, Buzz Lightyear says to Woody “You are a sad, strange little man, and you have my pity. Farewell.” I believe if I knew this “artist,” that’s how I would feel–“you are a sad, strange little woman, and you have my pity. Farewell.”
I suppose, however, that I’d make some allowance for the fact that she’s in her twenties, a time when many people are immature and careless about (or unaware of) the feelings of others. I’m not proud of everything I did at that age. So it’s possible I’d be open to a continuing relationship if, for example, she were a close relative and a time arrived when I could believe she was truly contrite.