Just ahead of me, a harrassed-looking mother, two toddlers and a baby-stroller in tow, has seated herself on the couch, a crying infant in her arms, and is raising her shirt (discreetly) and clapping the baby to the life-giving mammalian protuberance. She bears a blanket on her shoulder for discretion, but has not yet lowered it over the baby.
Don't look. Don't look. Goddammit, don't look! It's a bundle of fat and glands, for Christ's sake -- eyes on the other wall! You are an urbane sophisticate in your forties, the father of two who were both breastfed into toddlerhood; you have seen approximately 3000000000000 breasts in your life; if you look at that woman's lactating knocker, exposed for the beautiful and life-affirming purpose of feeding her hungry infant, you will never live it down, goddammit DON'T LOOK!!!!
Woo-hoo! Nipple action!
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Dude there's worse things than being a really bad person.
Ha HA HA HA ha.
That is so much funnier unadorned by subsequent laughter and pleas for humorous license that I had to add this exzema post facto.
I'm thinking that liking tits of all demarcations to an obsessive and puzzling degree is somethin' us breeders are all just going to have to learn to live with.
And call me a prophet but somethin' tells me you're in for a rollicking consensus.
Don't feel bad. We're all hounds. And, in this respect, pretty much slaves to our most distant ancestors.
Of course you looked. But I bet you did it discreetly, when she wasn't looking at you (thus sparing her the embarassment), and you didn't whip out the ol' camera phone to snap a foto to send to AmateurAreolas.com or LactatingLadies.com or MilkyMILFs.com, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera....
It's Suck Hour at the Sailors' Grave on Old East Main, here in Norfolk.
Chow Down! (Cue the bosun's pipe).
Hmm. Perfectly human, Nedster. Nevertheless, in payment for your obviously lack of willpower, you've been officially tagged.
Somehow I think you'll do JUST fine.
you have seen approximately 3000000000000 breasts in your life
Wow.
You're quite the playa.
I have to admit though. I don't even know how many that is. Where do the commas go?
Is that 30 million? Or 3 billion?
I've always been bad at math.
:)
Come to Italy, dear boy. You won't see that much breastfeeding -- too awful for la bella figura -- but when you do you will be expected -- nay, required -- to look.
Yes, it's only human to look. At least on the man-beast side of things.
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