" My vagina’s angry. It is. It’s pissed off. My vagina’s furious and it needs to talk. It needs to talk about all
this shit. It needs to talk to you. I mean what’s the deal — an army of people out there thinking up ways to
torture my poor-ass, gentle, loving vagina. Spending their days constructing psycho products, and nasty
ideas to undermine my pussy. Vagina Motherfuckers.
All this shit they’re constantly trying to shove up us, clean us up — stuff us up, make it go away. Well, my
vagina’s not going away. It’s pissed off and it’s staying right here. Like tampons — what the hell is that? "

― Eve Ensler , The Vagina Monologues