me: hey remember that time in like 8th grade where we took a field trip to some old money Philly foundation where we were herded into an auditorium for a light-up animatronic gynoid to tell us about birth control?
did you get the transparent one? because damn all I took away from that experience is that intestines are gross
those guts are made for rearrangin’
I guess at least they didn’t make the glass robots fuck
oh god I found it oh christ it’s worse than I remembered
That pretty much matches my memory except there was like a light-up girdle to call attention to body parts during the sequence such that the recorded voiceover “my ::ding-ding:: breasts” and “my ::ding-ding:: womb” became recurring middle school references, maybe this was even 7th grade
