Murky Fringe: You’ve gotten a good bit of media coverage in the last few years.
Britney Spears’ Vagina: Tell me about it. Good Christ, I can hardly see for all the camera flashes whenever the car door opens.
MF: To be fair, though, it’s not like you’re hiding, are you?
BSV:You think I get consulted on what Britney’s going to wear? You think she listens when I’m like: Hey, how about getting out of the car like you weren’t raised on a pontoon boat? I mean, you think she even listened when I was like: K-Fed? Really?
MF: Ouch.
BSV: On the plus side, he’s not into giving oral, so I was spared that.
MF: You ever hang out with any other stars’ vaginas?
BSV: Is that supposed to be a joke? Am I supposed to be like: Oh yeah, me and Gaga’s micro-penis were hanging out poolside the other day. Me and Madonna’s leathery beef curtains were discussing procedural options at the gynoplasty clinic just last week. Is that what you’re looking for?
MF: More or less, yeah.
BSV: You disgust me. And believe me, I’ve seen some things.
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I’ve heard that BSV is not on speaking terms with Christina Aguilera’s Hatchet Wound.
Britney Spears’ Vagina replies: You know, for someone who belts it out like Christina, her lady parts are surprisingly delicate, and so far as us having beef, that rumor’s been circulating–unfortunately enough–since the Mickey Mouse Club days. There’s no truth to the rumors whatsoever.