I went to a party on Sunday where a woman brought ice cream made from her own breast milk. 

The scene of all the men in attendance clamoring for a taste like pigs at a trough was so nauseating to me I am still thinking about it. Misandry dial creeped up a notch looking at them. 

My friend drily told the mother “now you can literally say your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard”

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