Published by on May 19th, 2008
Looking down at my toplessness…
J - ‘Would you still love them as much if I got implants or would they just not be “me” anymore?’
I’m not sure he’s focused on my words…
N - ‘They’d still be great.’
J - ‘Even with “stuff” in them? Or am I reading far too much into how men look
at boobs?’
I think he grunted, maybe, and I understood there is a little caveman in every man, even mine. ![]()
Note: No, I’m not really thinking about getting a boob job. I like me just the way I am. Besides, if I’ve ever got that kind of extra money around for an elective surgery, I’m getting a monkey tail. OH HELL YES. I realise that would mean putting little tail holes in all my jeans, but I’m pretty sure my home economics teacher would be proud that I used the skills learned in her class for something so practical.
My algebra teacher will never feel that kind of satisfaction from me.
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May 19th, 2008 at 11:39 am
/me waves at Alan and Steve…
*giggle*
- Neil.
May 19th, 2008 at 4:57 pm
I really wish every day my RSS reader was filled with a little surprise like this. Totally made my morning.
Thanks for the smiles. Of course now every time I see you I’m going to think about what you’d look like with a tail!
May 19th, 2008 at 5:13 pm
Nah wings! Like those flying monkeys in OZ
May 19th, 2008 at 5:26 pm
@Neil Ford - I can get nothing past you.
@CC - You’ve picked the diplomatic route… the next time you see me you’ll think about me with a tail (and not about boobs)? LOL- and you’re very welcome.
@Kev - Oh, now I need wings AND a tail. You’re so right! I crave modification! (Even if it’s only ever to be in my head. I just don’t know enough corrupt doctors from Russia or South America.)
May 19th, 2008 at 6:59 pm
I’d get wings instead of big boobs. I’ve always dreamed of flying, but never of floating better!