It is, but I'm sure they didn't believe it was breast milk. Sorority girls will stop at nothing to get their five food groups: milk, "fresh fruit," salad, white zin, PIE PIE PIE PIE CAKE PIE DOUGHNUTS. Then barf it all up. No shit talk; first person account. It's how I got to the point where I produced breast milk in the first place.
I'm sure you wouldn't, and I'm not really annoyed with you in this conversation, tbh. My WTF lies with TFD (I just died a little typing that) and the fact that a woman feeding her child makes her feel inconvenienced. I like TFD so I'm not really talking shit. I'm just super side-eying her side-eye, and likening it to the fact that CVS was out of the nail polish I wanted to buy today.