The natural state of vaginal equilibrium is ravagly to-up, unclean, uncared for, to the point of it not actually resembling a piece of trim, but more like the corner of a pit bulls mouth with associated dirt, debre, and whatnot.
Yo, slim-e skip Jr got hood skeezed at the movie theater when he fount out his shorty came up puss-lack.
The act of stretching your ballsac , smearing hummus on your nipples, and falling asleep in the living room floor watching reruns of 'punky Brewster and ALF'.
The wind direction is perfect for a day at the mall for a mutuel East-side Sammich decoy.