Virginia
Milfs
Something doesn’t add up, chief
We shall name it of course after our beloved queen.
Yes, of course. Sorry.
Let it pass and hail to this glorious land, Virginia!
Er…What? Who’s Virginia?
The Queen of England, you dog!
Oh, right. Except…I don’t know how to put this. She’s not called Virginia, but Elizabeth.
I’m well aware of that, but she is, I trust you will agree, a virgin.
Er… Yeah, as far as I know. I mean, I’m sure she is.
But do we want to name a country after that fact?
No, no. I’m looking for BWILA’s
Noble Knight: Fine, you continue to drive and see a sign that says 2 BWILA’s 15 miles.
Scoofa! I roll for mileage. 19, do I make the exit?
Noble Knight: sigh, yes.
Eh, I’ll just wait until I get to Milf Island.
In 4 minutes? No wonder they are up in arms over abortion restrictions! They can literally become pregnant without noticing
Really pushing that whole “Virginia is for lovers” slogan to the max.
