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I plan on retiring in a vagina and leading a quiet and cozy, if not dark existence. Though, with help, I'll get TV in that cubby hole and I'll watch the Man channel with the best of them. You know, the TV channel that has constant horrific explosion, car chases, car crashes, and the pixelated boobies paying homage to deep, repressed, American-religious dogma.
I don't plan on permanently staying inside the pussy. Occasionally, I might pop my feet out and let the summer sun threaten skin cancer on my toes. I'll probably also come out at night to feed and fuck my home...expansion and entertainment, you know.
I'm counting on genetics or nano-technologies to bring my dream to fruition. I understand that either I have to be made smaller (not going to happen) or a womb has to be made larger (possibly my ticket). Obviously, there's the ammendities, like growing me an ambilical cord that doubles as my urinal...some work needs to be done. However, when the time is ripe, my 401k and I will have a cool cool time.