Thursday, June 12, 2008
Trying to keep abreast of the times.
I have a breast, two in fact, but I keep them hidden under my shirt, which is why its called an undershirt, doncha know. Old man breasts scare and confuse children, or so I’ve heard. Mine aren’t pouty, just fuzzy. Wow it’s sure hard to stay relevant these days. I could just ask the age old question, “what are those big things on each side of Dumbo’s head?” but that would be irrelevant. Give it a few minutes, you’ll be banging your head on the keyboard for sure. Another thing for sure, my keys...
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