I don't know how to do spoilers so skip this post if you have a weak stomach.
In college I had a room mate that drunkenly tried to flush her pad. I was unpleasantly surprised the next morning when I had to go pee and I lift the lid to a toilet bowl full of blood and cotton that had made its way out of the pad. bytch even threw the wrapper in there. She moved out after I told her I sent pics to the landlord. Im not paying for a plumber for your f*ckery. No b!tch no. Drunk dont cut it as an excuse for me. After that I took the trash can out of the bathroom. Take ur trash with you b!tches.
But nothing prepared me for working for the local health department. I worked in the STD clinic. The underwear I've seen, the smells I've smelled. It's not even funny. Men are famous for sh!t stains. One dude even dropped a small turd when he pulled his tighty whities down. The NP cursed him out then lectured him about hygeine.
But women would come to the clinic with blood stains, dried semen, poop stains,
and discharge of the ROY G. spectrum. I mean some women have a larger than normal amount of daily discharge but that's what panty liners are for! And some of y'all need to be checked out. Walking around hollering you got that wet wet and what you really got is a heavy case of BV. GTFOOH!