... My boobs are now more popular than me. I now know what Jennifer Love Hewitt meant when she said that her boobs had a celebrity that was all their own. I'm thinking about getting mine an agent.
I now have a rack. I never did before, and now they're just out of control. I look like I've had implants. I guess that's what happens when you breastfeed for over a year. I've never encountered so many "helpful" and chatty men before. Yes, they're huge I know. For instance, on our morning walk I was chatted up by 5 men in different locations. Not ONE of them said their initial hello to my face. I also had a group of roofers yell "Hey look! Here she comes again! What's up? Shwing!" WHO SAYS THAT ANYMORE??? And need I remind you, I'm pushing a toddler in a stroller.
And if you have a mullet and a goatee down to your chest, you also have a guarantee that we will never speak.
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Wow. Did you feel like an Arby's commercial?
Enjoy them now, because they will disappear when you stop nursing. And they won't look like how you remembered them ;-)
Oh, and men are pigs. It's always the ambitious ones, the ones that know you're out of their league, that have the audacity to cat call.
All I know is that I find myself talking to them too. he he
You should name them Big and BIGGER. he he
Definitely enjoy it while you can! We call them "baby boobs" in our house. Unfortunately, my husband knows all too well "baby boobs" means two things:
- They are off limits for him. I mean, seriously, a baby on them all day is enough, right?
- When he could possibly finally enjoy them they will be gone. Long gone. (No pun intended.)
:)
I kid you not, the guy standing up on the roof actually pointed his crotch at me and said "SCHWING!" I was astounded.
My boobs just seem so utilitarian to me. I forget that they are huge and awesome. I believe they would qualify as "Bazooms" now :)
My favorite ambitious loser is this guy that was hitting on me at a county fair (so you can imagine)when I was working a booth for a real estate company. He was WAY overweight, in need of grooming, and was wearing an FBI (Female Booty Inspector)shirt. I was laughing so hard that he thought I liked it and kept going. Awesome.
My sister had giant boobs in highschool, and the day I graduated, she and I drove in one car and my dad and mom drove in another. On the way to the restaurant afterward, we stopped to get gas and when we were walking into pay, this trailer guy was walking out, and because he was staring at my sister boobs, he fell off the tiny step at the entrance of the gas station, tripped for about 3 feet and then slammed himself into the pole. I said oh my God did you see that, and my sister says "yeah, he was staring at ny tits!"
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