Skankmaline
Person who endeavours to, or in fact actually does, look after an un-preserved, aborted foetus. This act is usually fueled by the persons selfishness; the idea of looking after a child doesn't appeal to them however they feel compelled to show their child some degree of care.
The reasoning behind not bringing the child to full term may reflect the fact that they don't want stretch marks or cannot imagine dealing with a baby crying while they sleep or watching when they want to have sex with random strangers.
The person, for reasons of pure vanity, decide to care for the foetus just so people think they are selfless human beings, they often brag about the abortion and how dignified the foetus is in their care.
The child is not disposed of until the smell overwhelms the stench of their Juicy Couture perfume.
While in the care of the Skankmaline, the foetus is often hollowed out and used to store tampons, money and dusty prophylactic devices.
The reasoning behind not bringing the child to full term may reflect the fact that they don't want stretch marks or cannot imagine dealing with a baby crying while they sleep or watching when they want to have sex with random strangers.
The person, for reasons of pure vanity, decide to care for the foetus just so people think they are selfless human beings, they often brag about the abortion and how dignified the foetus is in their care.
The child is not disposed of until the smell overwhelms the stench of their Juicy Couture perfume.
While in the care of the Skankmaline, the foetus is often hollowed out and used to store tampons, money and dusty prophylactic devices.
Person 1: why the hell have you got that dead baby hanging from your shoulder?
Skankmaline: I know right! I'm totally a caring person and the brown rot makes me look so much more tanned. I'm trying to get pregnant again because i can only just smell my perfume over the smell of this deteriorating foetus. I'm hoping to replace it in the next month. I'm trying to get a black one but not many black people want to impregnate me.
Person 1: You're fucking sick.
Olie: I love you so much skankmaline!
Skankmaline: back off, i don't want your white-ass seed!
Ollie: *cries*
Skankmaline: I know right! I'm totally a caring person and the brown rot makes me look so much more tanned. I'm trying to get pregnant again because i can only just smell my perfume over the smell of this deteriorating foetus. I'm hoping to replace it in the next month. I'm trying to get a black one but not many black people want to impregnate me.
Person 1: You're fucking sick.
Olie: I love you so much skankmaline!
Skankmaline: back off, i don't want your white-ass seed!
Ollie: *cries*