There once was a woman, she was anything but ordinary. As she was in her late stages of puberty she began to grow facial hair but strangely enough that was not what made her different or unordinary. She was known as a misfit even among her own blood. Nobody quite understood her, she was kept in a cage her whole life and treated as an untouchable. Of course back in those days people commonly revolted or rebelled against that which was uncomprhendable or different to them. One day she met a man though he too was different he freed her from her cage and took her to what she considered a heaven for the misfits. Though she still didn't have an ordinary life she still had a better life, she worked with the circus people, she was one of them. She was treated as an equal among them, she was the star of the show. She let her beard grow long even though that was not what the crowd wanted to see, because that was not what made her so different. From the day she was born she was known as the only woman in the world who had the unhuman ability to poop through her vagina. Many people from around the world gathered as one croud to watch her amazxing ability to create feces through her vagina. She was the greatest of all misfits and a hero to those who are different.