[Above: Lesbians after first date. Below: Lesbian Housing]
The Capn's out there gettin it gone, taking time off from her busy pipelining schedule to help her friends Lizzy and Kristen, who are living through the highs and lows of Lizzy having a
vestigial twin the size of a 4th-grader--named Tommy or something-- wrapped around her waist. Lizzy and Kristen and Tommy have been marginalized up to here. It's bad enough that Tommy's lips move whenever LIZZY's lips wrap themselves around Kristen's nipple, and he don't have no esophagus! Does this struggling little family have to live in the alley TOO?!
Top photo: Note how this x-ray of conjoined twins has nothing to do with vestigial twins, who really don't bring much brain power to the table, being basically blobs with one eye, 4 teeth and a torso that might be a leg. Below that: Lizzy and Kristen's current home, affectionately dubbed the "Li'l Clubhouse," a woodpile soon to be transformed, thanks to the Capn's ingenuity and rippling muscles, into a showpile. Good luck, Team Vestigial!
Stay tuned for My Sister, My Lover: My Life as a Vestigial Twin, by Tommy the Vestigial Twin.