Shit, my bad. I didn't know you had hair on your legs, but um, I don't know if shaving the coochie makes you a whore, but you do you, boo. And I'm a little scared to text that number. Like, part of me wants to just to see what happens, but then another part of me knows that, like, there's probably gonna be a Chinese guy on the other end trying to sell me some Kung Pao.