Finally, after years of molestation from friends, unsuspecting photos of my cleavage, and loving gropage from the opposite sex, my boobs have become famous. There they are, my boobs. Boobs boobs boobs. Gosh, I love that word.

Check out the Boob Emancipation project. Maybe next I’ll liberate my va-j-j. Except I did that years ago.

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