Marjorie has that, “not so fresh feeling”! It took a while for her to notice, but her husband noticed right away and he spun a web of indifference so thick that she spent heart breaking day after heart breaking day wondering about her own feminine odor, since her husband was passive aggressive he said nothing and simply ignored her hoping she could take a hint and figure it out on her own. As the days passed into weeks and the weeks into months she turned to a magic 8 ball for guidance. “Is my husband ignoring me because I smell down there?” She shook the ball and waited for the answer to emerge on the little floating triangle, the result, a resounding yes, she asked the same question 2 more times wondering about the randomness of the universe and all things vagina related, “but I already douche with baking soda and vinegar!” She exclaimed! “What must I do to purge myself of this evil female stench?” The 8 ball could not answer and Marjorie felt downtrodden and smelly, like a fly in web, her capture unwilling to eat her because she smelled funky. And then it hit her. My doctor will know what to do and she ran screaming in desperation for some advice. He took one whiff of her and broke the news! “Marjorie”, he said, “feminine hygiene is nothing to mess around with! You can’t expect your husband to love you unless you douche that dirty monkey and douche it often. Please don’t rely on the potions your mother used to make, use a reliable solution, use Lysol Disinfectant!” Marjorie’s heart was all aflutter, because now her husband would talk to her again. She had found the answer to his indifference so she could wash away the odor and sanitize the toilet at the same time. Lysol was the answer to all of her prayers. And she kissed the doctor on the cheek. “Oh Thank Dr. Miller, I do believe you have saved my marriage. I wish I had come to see you sooner. I have wasted so much time, driving my husband away and now I can take it all back. I promise from now on, I will douche with Lysol! Doctor Miller was happy, since he made another sale. Marjorie’s husband was happy because his wife was properly sanitized and Marjorie eventually got used to that painful burning sensation between her legs and even started to welcome it because she knew it made her husband happy. She vowed she would never get caught in his sticky web of indifference again, now she knew how to anticipate his every whim before he had one! All was right with the world.
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What they forgot to mention: Year’s later Marjorie got toxic shock syndrome and could no longer disinfect herself, so her husband divorced her and married a woman half his age, she used Lysol!