One of the early Australian psy-ops that I can remember was the “A Dingo At My Baby” story….well here’s an update on that one, where the Dingo eats the baby maker…because why wait for a baby, especially in this era where pussy’s making babies is less common….because women are into hook-up culture, abortions, like they cry for abortions like it’s their religion, all to live lonely and empty existences with their cats thanks to Sex and the City paving the way for women to basically be gay men with a lot of fucking….
Anyway, either that or this bitch’s pussy smelled like lunch, which to a Dingo is likely a rotting animal…